In their hands they held between them a large metal sheet.

What it did look like was another sheet of metal.

They found the catch and another sheet of metal rose into the wall.

My job was to count the large sheets of metal, which were covered with oil.

I had to go under the metal sheet because the cold air was blowing in.

Red said, brushing his hand across one of the metal sheets.

He took from a box two thin sheets of yellow metal.

The windows were covered with metal sheets, as if nobody lived there.

Another room had sheets of metal piled nearly to the ceiling.

This is typically a thin sheet of metal with a shape cut into it.