I got an Idea when i was reading a book. A very odinary book as thats my hobby.So i Wrote this Story as i m an Elevator in a Commercial building.So th... Story goes the way, Typically, my existence is not at all interesting. My doors open, one or more people step in, my doors close. I go up or I go down. My doors open, one or more people step out, one or more people step in, my doors close. I go up or I go down. Repeat ad nauseam. The Humans who ride me are almost always adults. I have noticed. He liked to call himself ‘Primetime’ after some old football player by the name of Dion Sanders or somebody. Pardon my French, but it was so fucking annoying to walk around the school and hear everybody call Marcus “Priiiiimetime”, exaggerating and emphasizing the word every single time. It was just my luck that I had multiple classes with him every year, and senior year was brutal. In class, he would prattle on about his conquests and brag about his ability to pull just about any girl. Marcus. Fiona, who had being talking to the scientists turned around. "Ah Emily,good to see that you're awake." She lit a cigar and then smiled at her.She then began to tell Emily everything that she had told Stephen. Emilycould only sit and stare at her in horror as she learned what was instore for her husband. "What about me?" Emily asked gulping once Fionahad finished. Fiona smiled again as she inhaled her cigar and then blewa big cloud of smoke in Emily's face causing her to cough."You're lucky my. )Nakajou: I thought so! You didn't stop a step short! Like I thought, you just misjudged your own movements! In this forest you've lost your intuition--you're not as strong. In this forest you can't win--(Kenshin pulls the bolt from his shoulder and throws it away.Kenshin: I said, what does that matter!(With one blow, he slices both of Nakajou's hands off at the elbow. Nakajou screams and runs. He comes to the mouth of a cave. )Kenshin: You forgot something.(Kenshin has thrown his severed hands.