So cold that he can't move his fingers. Heat floods his flesh as he slumps into the seat, door sealed, and the generator purrs outside. The pain thaws out of its frozen numbness.
A moment's respite. But that thing is still out there and it's not going away. It's waited thousands of years, so what's a few more hours?
He glanced around at his tools. He'll have to find something to encourage it's departure.
Paddy Dobson
8th December 2022