It was so cold inside. There were a few gusts of cold air coming out of the cold reservoir, and they kept blowing out white steam. "It's okay. At least for the time being, there's no danger," I told myself.
After three minutes, five at most, I would get out after Raul and the others had walked away. I ran back and forth in the cold storage room with my two hands constantly rubbing my arms. Suddenly, I heard a sound that sounded like metal colliding. I ran to the door and was about to open it to look when I realized that the door was locked from the outside. It must be Raul, that son of a b*tch. He must have seen through my trick and wanted to freeze me to death.
I banged on the door as hard as I could and yelled. No one came to open the door.
I kept running around the cold storage to keep myself warm. From time to time, I patted the door so someone who happened to pass by could open the door.
