Baby It’s Cold In Here

This post is written for Friday FictioneersThe challenge is to write a complete story, beginning, middle, and end in 100 words or less using the picture prompt (below) as inspiration. My story follows the picture prompt.

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Photo by Claire Fuller

It doesn’t feel cold in here. The dial in front of me reads -120 degrees.

There are three other occupants with me here in this stainless steel tube. One in each of four  pie-shaped quadrants. They used a crane yesterday to lift my buddy to my right out of this giant thermos bottle. He hasn’t returned yet.

They said they could find a cure for my disease in the next five years. Now that I think about it I should have asked a lot more questions. What will the world look like when I get out? Will the world still exist?