The cabin had no window. It had a skylight at the roof, but it was covered in perennial solidified snow, which no one had cleared in years. So the only way out was through the door that was currently locked from the outside. Aron had already injured his shoulder, trying to break the door by smashing himself against it with no avail.
It was a cedar log door that opened towards the inside, which meant, no matter how hard one smashed against it, trying to open it to the outside, it would not budge. After watching him exhaust himself trying to achieve just that for a minute or so, Rhea decided to intervene,
“Alright, alright, that’s enough! It’s not gonna open this way. The only chance we have is when they come to get us. So, how do you want to play this?”
“Well it’s too late to play anyt
