There I am, face to face with the menacing air conditioner.
My brother is nowhere in sight as the air conditioning vents open up and blast me with below zero air.
I quickly dive to the side behind the couch for cover as the white box creates icicles around the living room. I scream for help hoping my brother Mark can hear me. If anyone knows how to stop this enraged monster, it would be my HVAC technician brother. Unfortunately the air conditioning is blasting so hard that no one could hear me even if they were within sight. I, clinging to the couch hoping the air conditioner doesn’t serve me starts blowing harder and harder and the couch starts to lift off the ground. I, struggling to stay behind it, lose my grasp and the couch flies across the room. There I am again with the air conditioner pointing directly at me. I think I’m done for, I don’t know what to do. The air conditioner slowly moved towards me, opening and closing its vents, like it had an exciting chatter. I had nowhere to go now. I was done for and as soon as it opened it vent wide to freeze me with its next big gust, it shut down. The air conditioner unit came so close to me that it unplugged itself from the wall. I woke up sweating, scrambled out of bed and pulled the plug on our window air conditioner. My wife looked confused and asked what was going on? I told her don’t worry about it, we are safe now.