Ken's towel flipped up from the wind pressure as deadly gas pervaded the confined space, quickly eating up all the oxygen. Everyone's expression turned into one of horror as the smell enveloped their senses.
"ARGHHH it's in my eyes and mouth." Steve screamed, his wails filling the room.
It wasn't only him, the others tried to cover their mouth and nose and make their way out of the sauna. Yet Ken stood tall, blocking the way.
"Move, ya bastard!" Tetsu shouted, bending low and lifting Ken up by the torso as he rushed forward, knocking the door open. The sweet scent of fresh air filled his nostrils, allowing him to breathe once more.
"STOP!"
Chris shouted out in panic, watching Tetsu carry his son dangerously. If Ken were to be injured right before the World Series, he knew that there would be a rift between them and Tetsu would never forgive himself.
