It's not the dry cold that you get when the heater breaks down in the winter in the north. It's damp and cold with a fishy smell. It's like being thrown into the frozen Songhua River and soaking for half a night. Even the bones are filled with chill. He wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids were as heavy as if they were welded shut. There was the sound of howling wind in his ears, mixed with something... Like the roar of an animal and a strange sound of metal friction.
