He slips his jacket off and places it on her shoulders as he heads towards it. This was supposed to be a trip to the beach. It was supposed to be quick and fun and warm. Now, they're freezing, trapped in a room that radiates evil and wrongness and without much of a way out.
He grips the sides of it and tries to give it a tug up.
"Frozen solid," he says. "There must be something we can smash it with."
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He slips his jacket off and places it on her shoulders as he heads towards it. This was supposed to be a trip to the beach. It was supposed to be quick and fun and warm. Now, they're freezing, trapped in a room that radiates evil and wrongness and without much of a way out.
He grips the sides of it and tries to give it a tug up.
"Frozen solid," he says. "There must be something we can smash it with."