C45 Ice cold shower

==Matteo==

I was in an oven. Hot vent of air was squirted at me. Turning again, for the hundredth time, my eyes slipped open.

This was no oven. This was my room, but it had somehow had become enchanted and was now attempting to roost me alive. I took my eyes to the A.C. The swishing of air met my ears. So, the stuff was working. Why then was this place blazing hot?

Just to be sure