I enter an elevator. To go to our floor, the elevator is made of a plastic glass, and we can see the lobby floor.
We go up, really far up, suddenly we reach the top floor. One of the guys thought this would be a fun greetings joke, with someone bouncing.
I felt the elevator shack. A large guy is jumping.
I felt fear, this kid does not need to jump in an elevator.
I clench the side rail, I tense up.
I'm so sacred.
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