Night 55: Walk-In Refrigerator
[From here.]
Peter stepped into the fridge with a shiver, rubbing stiffly at his arms.
"Okay. Suddenly regretting leaving the house in spandex today. Can we make this quick?" He cast an expecting glance at his companions, hoping they would sense his pained expression through the mask. He'd never been to the basement. He had no clue where to go from here. Aside from hypothermic Death. Peter grimaced and drew his shoulders up to his ears. He'd rather not go there. He liked life.
Parts of it, anyway.
Peter stepped into the fridge with a shiver, rubbing stiffly at his arms.
"Okay. Suddenly regretting leaving the house in spandex today. Can we make this quick?" He cast an expecting glance at his companions, hoping they would sense his pained expression through the mask. He'd never been to the basement. He had no clue where to go from here. Aside from hypothermic Death. Peter grimaced and drew his shoulders up to his ears. He'd rather not go there. He liked life.
Parts of it, anyway.