Tickets To Neverland

Chapter 2: Killer on the Loose but Saved by the Elevator

I'm running as fast as my tired legs can carry me towards the elevator. It's the end of my shift and I'm exhausted. I could be quietly walking to the elevator right now so I can lay down and peacefully rest in my dorm room like a normal person. Instead I'm being chased down by Fred while I scream at the top of my lungs, "Call 911! There's a murder on the loose!"

All the workers were walking around with their friends enjoying themselves, but then I came along. I'm now pushing all the employees towards Fred as a sacrifice. I don't want to be chewed up, spat out, and stomped on by Fred the red neck killer.

I found Chip and Dale walking out from the ice cream parlor. As a result, I pushed them down on the floor making Fred trip over them because really, who cares about the nut eaters? I hear them whining behind me about how they're always the victim. I would laugh if I wasn't so out of breath right now. I really should work out... but I won't.

I finally made it to the elevator and I'm pressing the button to my floor like a maniac so it can hurry up and close before he catches up to me. I stepped into the elevator and before the door slides closed, someone started shouting.

"Hey! Wait up! Stop the door!!" I ignored the cries for help. Every man for himself. "Ugh! Who left these squirrels here?" I laugh out loud. They really do come in handy. I might just have to keep them around more often.

I drown out the person's pleas not really wanting to deal with another person in the elevator when I'm here trying not to get killed. I don't want to have someone standing next to me while elevator music plays to fill in the awkwardness while pretending that Fred doesn't want to burn me alive.

The two elevator doors were finally about to close when two hands pushed against it and stepped in the elevator standing next to me.

"Really?" He turned to face me, "You couldn't do a random act of kindness and press one button to let some poor, defenseless guy not be left behind and eaten by the wolf? It's already bad enough that you pushed me to the floor making me an obstacle course, allowing you to run away. I'm not chopped liver you know! I'm a human being too who wants to survive!"

I roll my eyes. "First, I don't think he would go after you. You're not very appealing for him to cook in the pot and eat. So it wasn't like you were put into any harm. I think about others safety too, you know. Second, if it makes you feel any better, you weren't the only one pushed to the ground as a sacrifice. I pushed down Chip and Dale too." I smile at ease.

The guy making a big deal over nothing was in a Tarzan costume. He was close to naked. All he had was his long wavy brown hair and his rugged cloth that covered his thing to cover him up. I blush from the close proximity between us in the small, squished elevator. Is it getting really claustrophobic in here or is it just me?

"I still can't believe you did that! I could have been majorly hurt and you would end up with my hospital bill. Where will you be then? You would be ditched by everyone because they don't want to have a friend who's capable of putting them in the hospital... Are you even listening to me?" He screeched.

"Maybe. Maybe not. Who cares. Why is this elevator so slow. It's like stopping on every fricken floor!"

"You're mean. Haven't you ever heard of the word polite?" he pouted.

"Haven't you ever heard of 'don't talk to strangers?'" I asked, not wanting to finish the conversation.

"Touche. So why was Fred running after you like an ax murder?"

"Well..." I think back,

I walked into the ice cream shop after Jace and Ava left. I was thinking about how cute Ava was and how cocky and annoying Jace was. I wonder where he goes to college and why just the two of them were together. Yeah, I see siblings at Disney all the time but they seemed different. I stopped myself from thinking about them. It wasn't like I was going to see them ever again. Ava was just an adorable little girl and Jay was some conceited guy.