Arlen smiled to Kodi, walking over to grab the mic again. "Ah, actually, do you know how long it'd take you to dig us out? What we have here will only last so long, you know." The other end was silent for a moment, but Arlen didn't panic; he figured the police were trying to give him a proper estimate. But the longer they took, the worse it looked for them.
"Do you think you can hold out for another week? We're still unfreezing the snowplows out here and we have other people to dig out over there." The man almost sounded hesitant in what he was saying, but so would Arlen. How do you ask someone to wait a week to be saved?
"I'm sure we can figure something out, officer. I'll try and keep in touch here." Arlen sighed, putting the mic down. He knew the man wasn't going to ask anything else or say anything important now. One week. Arlen took Kodi by the arm, leading her back inside.
"I'm sorry, Kodi; I bet you wanted to get out of here sooner, but there's nothing I can do. I don't think the police now how serious it is out here; with all the snow, it...." He sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. "It'll take longer than a week."