"I heard something in here" a loud voice spoke above me.
I immediately retreated into the corner of the frozen room. She could feel the tender surface of the floor she stepped on. Rather than a floor, she felt like stepped on a pile of meat. The squelching sound of the tender meat disturbed my concentration. I tried to find her way by tracing the meaty floor beneath my feet.
After a while, I could feel another hard surface on the floor, the coldness is disastrous though. It was as if I am inside a fridge, a cooler room. Then again this is a supermarket, they are bound to have this kind of room to store frozen food. I leaned on the cold wall, toning down my raspy breath.
"Hey, who opened the storeroom this wide? What if rats come in and spoil the meat?" a man spoke, annoyed.
