002 - Steve Harrington

The Flayed

Screams fill the falling room. "Shit! Shit!" Dustin screams as he begins to push random buttons.

"We're going down! We're going down!" Steve screams.

"Yeah, no shit, Harrington!" Robin yells at him.

"Why don't these buttons work?!" Dustin screams.

"Press the button!" Erica yells at him as she begins to push the buttons.

"What do you think I'm doing?!" Dustin screams at her and then turns to look at me as I hold on to the shelf, next to Steve. "Danielle! Dani, do something!"

Everyone continues to scream as I begin to use my powers. The elevator doesn't stop and my nose begins to bleed. 

"I can't! We're going too fast!" I scream out.

"Keep trying!" He screeches.

"Come on, press something! Just press the button!" Steve screams at Dustin.

Taking a deep breath, I try to stop the elevator again. It's still going too fast and I can't get a grasp on it. Suddenly, we come to a crashing stop and along with everyone else, I fall.

"Ah!" I let out, crashing down onto Steve, face first.

He holds onto me as we crash into the wall, falling down."My groin. You fell on my groin." He groans, squeezing his eyes shut. 

"Sorry." I whisper pushing myself out from between his legs.

"I can't move." He groans.

"Here." I hold out my hand once I'm standing. "Let me help you up."

Steve opens his eyes and they immediately widen. "D." He whispers, taking my hand, and I pull him up to his feet. "Your nose is bleeding." 

I reach my hand up, touching my upper lip. I pull my hand back and look at it, blood covers the tips of my fingers. It's coming out of both of my nostrils. Running down, over my lips, I can fell it drip off of my chin. 

"Oh shit, Dani." Dustin says, noticing all of the blood. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a bandana. He reaches his hand up and I just stand there as he begins to wipe off the blood. 

"Is everyone okay?" Robin asks.

"Yeah, I'm great, now that I know that Russians can't design elevators!" Steve screams, pushing past Dustin and I, going to the control panel. 

"I think we've clearly established that those buttons don't work." Robin says to him.

"They're buttons." Steve says to her, throwing his hands up. "They have to do something."

"Yeah, if we had a keycard." Robin explains.

"A what?"

"It's an electronic lock." I speak up as Dustin finishes wiping off my blood.

"Exactly. Same as the loading dock door." Robin says walking over to Steve. "If we don't have a keycard, it won't operate, meaning-"

"We're stuck in here." Dustin says, turning to her, as he stuffs the bloody bandana back into his pocket.

"Yeah." 

"Just so you nerds are aware, I'm supposed to be spending the night at Tina's, and Tina always covers for me." Erica says, pointing at each one of us. "But if I'm not home for Uncle Jack's party tomorrow and my mom finds out you four are responsible, she's gonna hunt you down, one by one, and slit your throat."

"I don't care about Tina!" Steve yells as he leans over a box. "Or uncle Jack's party!" He continues to yell as he slams his hands down on the box. "Your mom's not gonna be able to find us if we're dead in a Russian elevator!"