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The five were screaming as Dustin shouted profanities.

"We're going down!" Steve yelled, "We're going down!"

"Yeah, no shit, Harrington!" Robin shouted back.

"Why don't these buttons work?!"

"Press the button!"

"What do you think I'm doing?!"

"Come on, press something! Just press the button!"

"Push it!"

The room finally stopped moving, making everyone fall down as it came to a harsh stop.

"My groin," Steve complained. "It fell on my groin. Dustin! Get this off of me."

Dustin grabbed the box, lifting it up and off of Steve. Kristen slowly got up, her knee aching as it slammed into the floor previously.

"Is everyone okay?" Dustin asked.

"Yeah, I'm great, now that I know Russians can't design elevators!" Steve exclaimed.

"I think we've clearly established that those buttons don't work," Kristen spoke up as Steve went over to the panel.

"They're buttons. They have to do something."

"Yeah, if we had a keycard," Robin pointed out.
"A what?"

"It's an electronic lock. Same as the loading dock door. If we don't have a keycard, it won't operate, meaning—"

"We're stuck in here."
"Yeah."

"Just so you nerds are aware, I'm supposed to be spending the night at Tina's, but Tina always covers for me. But if I'm not home in time for Uncle Jack's party tomorrow, and my mom finds out you three are responsible, she's gonna hunt you down, one by one, and slit your throats."

"I don't care about Tina! Or Uncle Jack's party! Your mom's not gonna be able to find us if we're dead in a Russian elevator!"

"Hey," Dustin spoke up. "What if we climbed out?"

They opened the vent door, Dustin going outside the elevator. Steve followed him as the three girls stayed inside the elevator.

"What were you saying about climbing?" they heard Steve ask.

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