The whip retracts back into the shape of a sword, which Rita switches to her left hand, as it doesn't look like she needs to keep it handy now. There's no apparent enemy inside the freezer; just this woman who looks about halfway to freezing to death.

Shuddering slightly from the cold, Rita enters the freezer, kicking aside a few boxes to clear the way. She crouches down beside the woman. "I don't know, but it looks kind of familiar..." She can't pinpoint what it reminds her of, though.

"Hey, wake up," she urges the woman, gripping her shoulder and giving it a shake. "What happened here?"