Ethan and I returned to the rooftop, hoping to find something among the items we could use to open the door.
"Let's check the storage area over there. Maybe there's a crowbar or something we can use."Ethan suggested.
We hurriedly went to the storage area, hoping to find a way to open the locked door.
"Locked too, Ethan," I exclaimed as I noticed the storage area was locked.
"Oh God," Ethan sighed. We both looked around, surrounded only by scattered tarps and metal, wondering how we would get out of this situation.
" Doesn't the maintenance know that we're up here, Ethan?They saw me earlier," I expressed my concern to him.
"Maybe they thought you had already gone downstairs, and no one on my staff also knows I'm here," he said with a shrug.
"What should we do, Ethan? We'll freeze up here," I said anxiously.
"Let's look for a temporary shelter," he suggested.
