Carl was sitting at ease with a cigar while his daughter was by his semi-conscious wife's bedside.
Farah was sobbing uncontrollably, "Get well soon, Mom."
Hearing his daughter's sobs, the Dad gave out a chortle.
Sarah was quick to ask him the reason for his behavior.
"She can't go anywhere. Her soul, even when it leaves the body, has no choice but to go back into the body."
"I have storm windows installed, and nothing can escape them."
The partially conscious Mom came back to her senses upon hearing the above and snickered over her husband's pride.
In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story using storm windows. It can be literal on a house, but also consider other portals, even spaceships or submarines. Can you make it into something new or build a story around something historical? Go where the prompt leads!