The night continued passing by.
Shouko eyed the closed main entrance of the factory. She wasn't sure if the steel doors were locked or just being closed without locking. If she attempted to open the doors, the creaking sound would alert the two men.
What should I do?
Shouko felt like banging her head against the wall. So far, she was lucky enough to hide from the kidnappers but luck might not be on her side the next time. With the freezing cold temperature around them, the disadvantages would turn greater as time passed.
"Mommy..."
Little Riceball's weak voice grabbed Shouko's attention. Her pupils shrank once she saw her son's current appearance.
"Cold... So cold."
Every time the little guy spoke, cold vapor coming out of his mouth.
"Let Mommy hug you. Here."
