"Pour the rest of the bucket, Diane."
Caroline shouted the order over the roaring whiteout. She gripped her own empty metal bucket.
Diane tipped his steel container forward. Freezing water cascaded over the towering ramp of packed snow and crushed cars. The brutal negative one hundred degree wind hit the liquid immediately.
The water flash froze the second it touched the porous snowdrifts. It fused the debris together into a solid impenetrable mass.
"The steam is stopping," Cynthia screamed.
Cynthia pointed her black finger at the steel exhaust louvers. The thick white clouds of hot vapor weakened. The hot breath of the bunker struggled against the rising wall of dark ice.
"It is backing up into his pipes," Diane wheezed.
A massive yard thick glacier now covered the entire western w
