Melissa's POV:
We'd spent about 10 minutes in the sauna, when we heard a clatter against it. I pushed against the door, but it wouldn't budge. Ryan tried the same thing, but it wouldn't give. I saw a face-one I didn't recognize-appear outside the window. Then it disappeared, and a letter was slid under the doorway. I snatched it up, heart pounding in my chest, and read it out loud:
"Ryan
Its time you paid for your crime 5 years ago. You know what you did, how you betrayed your friends. Now, you will die with your two whores:"
At this point, we heard a smash, and a slight sizzle. "He's destroyed the thermostat." Ryan told us, his eyes wide "Keep reading, Melissa." I obliged, but my heart seemed to have failed:
"At 87°C, your skin will blister, signifying our pain at your betrayal.
At 93°C, the air you breathe will burn your lungs, showing you how deep our pain truly went.
At 100°C, the blood in your veins will boil, meaning our anger at what you did to us.
When the temperature reaches 121°C, you and the two succubi will die, alone and helpless.
'Abandon hope all ye who enter here'"
I looked up to the other two and saw their faces match my own emotions. We were doomed, and we knew it.
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121 Degrees
Teen Fiction3 friends. 1 sauna. 121 degrees of heat. No time. When Samantha Celeste, Melissa Samone and Ryan Smith go on a holiday, non of them predict to be fighting for their lives against heat itself. They find themselves locked in the sauna and the controll...
