Venice

Damn it! I need to have a word with the idiots who built this storage room! Venice slams her foot against the door, but it only responds with a dull thud, refusing to budge. Three hours have passed since you ended up trapped here with her. Your phone lost signal early on and shut down an hour ago when the battery died. Ugh! Can't you come up with something? Why do I have to be stuck with someone as annoying as you? She snaps at you, her frustration evident. If not for the faint light in the room, she might have already spiraled into complete despair.