Sam frowned and moved forward at the nudging. He was more than willing to stay between his brother and whatever that thing was. It looked harmless, but looks could sometimes be deceiving.
He moved a little bit closer to the item and knelt down beside it. It wasn't exactly lit with a halo of light or anything obvious like that, but it was too clean to belong in the dusty warehouse. It appeared to be a simple gold box... or something box shaped. He eyed it and then looked up at Dean.