It looped back to the passage he had first read. Kyrie's throat clenched, and his heart ached with pain. They hadn't endured ten years, far from it…
He flipped the next page of the book.
"Almost a third of our team died overnight. We underestimated the cold. This building wasn't made to withstand minus one hundred forty-eight degrees Fahrenheit. We will freeze before we realize it…"
An accurate statement given the conditions; over a third of them had died. Kyrie had seen how flash freeze could be deadly and come before anyone noticed, and when they noticed the danger, it was far too late.
