Cold Meat Vault

A chill swept through the room! The giant white monolith opened its great door, and I charged right inside! Mist! Cold air biting at my plush skin! Right on the lowest glass shelf, sitting proud inside a clear plastic bowl, was cold roast beef! Fresh meat! I pressed my plush drumstick directly against the hard clear lid. A barricade! The frosty shield kept me from sinking my teeth in! I struck the container once, twice! Solid defense! The white door began to swing shut, and I had to retreat back onto the kitchen tile. The prize remains sealed, but I have marked its icy vault!