Waiting for Assistance

This place is extraordinarily cold... Monica's orders were to stay put, and the boiler's heated up the building well enough. But within six hours, the baking will be done and we'll have run out of fuel. When that happens, our only option will be to dismantle the furniture here and toss it into the boiler for heat. I pray that Camp Igloo's received our SOS signal. We're in no state to evacuate by ourselves. We need someone to come rescue us...