Looking around the cabin, she turned to the door, breathing heavily. Moving up to the door, hoping beyond hope that it would work, she pushed down on the handle. The handle moved, but pushing the door open was impossible, that was obvious. Thumping against it with a closed fist a few times, she turned her back to it, before leaning on it and letting herself slide down, until she was sitting down, still breathing heavily, but less so now.<br/>"Well, at least we found somewhere, better in here than out there under the snow...maybe there is a phone or something?" she asked, although she doubted there would be. She doubted there would even be a telegraph machine by the looks of things; it just wasn't the sort of place you would find either. You probably would have wanted to get out here to be away from everyone, and right now, that's exactly where they were. Pushing herself up from the floor.<br/>"They'll come and find us...people know we're out here, right?" this time saying it, more than asking; trying to keep the groups hopes up. "We'll be searched for..." she added, a little quiter as if she wasn't so sure of it.