Elevator Lift 2

She began panicking, remembering she was claustrophobic. She banged the door and attempted to use the emergency button but there was no response.

She heard a loud snap and felt the elevator drop to the bottom of the hoistway. She layed flat on her back and covered her face and head. She felt a thud and screamed in agony. She had hit her head on the ceiling. The fall has caused her to be thrust to the ceiling and she hit her head hard. When she fell back to the floor, her breathing had rapidly increased.

That was when she noticed blood, flowing from her head, down to her arm.

It created a large puddle and stained the steel walls of the elevator.

She was between panic, fear, unconsciousness, denial and absolute madness. Eventually, panic won. She screamed, cried and banged the walls but she was loosing consciousness and a fatal amount of blood.

She tried to call an emergency number but there was no reception. She called the last number she could think of.

"Austin," She tried to calm down but she just couldn't.

"What's wrong? Are you alright?"

"No, I'm not." She screamed. "I'm trapped in an elevator, bleeding to death and slowly losing consciousness. I need you to..."

Her phone dropped from her hand and she slumped.

"Hello, Alora? Are you there?"

Austin had better find her. She said she was trapped in an elevator. She was claustrophobic and hated confined spaces.It would have taken hours for him to get there but, he happen to be in France so. It shouldn't take long.

After reaching her house, he began tracking her phone. No one was around to tell him where she had gone to so, he did it himself. She was in a university, probably teaching some students. He began reasoning while running towards the building.