Here I am, still locked in what seems to be a bare closet. I feel a feint warm and dry breeze coming from the grate above my head.

1- I’ll try to open the door.

2- I’ll wait and listen.

3- I’ll call for help.

4- I’ll see if I can climb up through the ceiling grate.

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