Chained feet

- knock, knock- It was the sound of a scornful calling of atenttion, while I was sitting on a chair in a deadly cold room within the house.
- Who is it?- I said shivering owing the weather we had to suffer with our bare bodies.
- ... - I said nothing, there was an horrible shivering I couldn't stop therefor.

Therefore, I heard a door coming open and I had just shut my face with both bluer bare hands because I wanted not to see what will happen and there was no further option to follow thereafter...