01 - the elevator, the care home, and the plane

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   Lilith Brooks was in a rush

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   Lilith Brooks was in a rush. She had woke up late this morning and desperately needed to get to her grandmothers care facility to say goodbye before her flight left.

   Lilith Brooks was not a late person, she was also a safe person. The 23 year old would never usually take an elevator but today, being in a particular rush after not packing the night before, it seems taking the elevator was in the cards for her.

   As she stepped into the box she noticed the ground floor button was already lite up, so she did the logical thing and settled into the corner of the elevator. If she had two railings to grip onto maybe it would sooth her anxiety the slightest bit.

   This elevator seemed rickety, making a slight screeching noise as it stopped at floor 19, the floor right below her own.

   Stupid people, she wanted this to be over quickly. There was no need to stop more than necessary. That didn't mean Lilith would be rude though, offering a small smile to the pretty boy who stepped in beside her.

   The elevator doors closed again, Lilith kept her focus on the numbers above the floor numbers which were slowly going door above the door. No one else had gotten on.

   12... 11... 10... 9... 8...

   8...

   8...

   Now that wasn't right. The numbers stopped moving.

Lilith knew there was a reason she never took elevators.

  The man beside her was having similar feelings, he was in a rush and was forced onto the elevator in an attempt to save some time. Looks like that did not seem to be the case.

   "Fuck." Lilith said, reaching forward to press the help button. The buzzer rang and someone responded before either occupant of the elevator could speak.

   "Sorry folks! We were having work done on the electrical stuff downstairs and it seems like something affected the movement of the elevators. We will have you moving within 5 minutes!"

   Well now it seems that it would've been faster to take the stairs. Lilith could only pray she made her flight, her goodbye to her grandma would have to be quick.

  "Hey, are you okay?" The man from floor 19 asked. "I hate elevators too, if that's what's bothering you".

  Lilith hadn't realized her breathing had picked up as she thought more and more about being stuck in the elevator.

   "Oh, yeah sorry. Elevators just freak me out. Like 40 people a year die in elevator related incidents..." She trailed off, not wanting to make the man with her uncomfortable.

   "Actually, it's around 50 in the US annually, usually due to brake system failure or door malfunctions. Neither of which are happening here".

   "Oh. I'm Lilith by the way" she said sticking her hand out. While his statistic didn't help her feel better at all, Lilith was at least going to introduce herself to the cute boy before the died in this death trap.

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