E L E V A T O R [II fanfic]

~Life does end~ ~Chapter 8~

[Cursing and blood describing coming, GET OUT if you don't like it :D
Also I might cry writing this, not sure.]
Some time had passed since the incident with Marsh's leg... 
More time since SuitCase's firey and unfortunate death...
Even more time since Nickel crushed to death by the side of the elevator, and seemingly forever since they got stuck here.
By now everyone had calmed down a little, Paintbrush for once was starting to communicate.. mainly with the ever growing tired Marsh, though honestly the remaining group was happy to hear a rather normal conversation after all of the stuff that had happened. Tissues was asleep in the corner, he had been there for awhile now and honestly, Fan was getting a little worried... something he usually wouldn't do for someone like Tissues, but... they where in a serious situation ans he felt that the more people that got out of this stupid and frustrating situation, the better.
OJ seemed quite weak as he was horribly cracked by now with lines running through the entirety of his glass, and he was running low on orange juice inside him... He'd start getting sick himself soon too if he didn't get fixed and refilled soon. 
The Cherries were still rather shooken up by what had happened in the past as they were curled up in the corner holding themselves, trying to reassure themselves that it would be okay.. 
They had tried to play with the cards from the card deck, but by now about one third of the deck had disappeared into nothingness in this dark.. cold.. elevator.. 

Everyone just wanted to get out.. to feel the strong summer sun on them again...
but.. they all knew- they knew some of their old teammates and enemies would never feel again..

They died.
Their lovers,
if they had one,
would never see them again,
They would never feel again,
because they died.

The atmosphere of the elevator felt overwhelming lonely, despite being together in the rather small room. Gloomy… Just about everyone jumped, except for Tissues, when wires clanked on the side of the metal box. Wires, it was the wires again. Was someone at the bottom? Could they try to signal whoever it was by dropping something from the open slits to the side?
Suddenly a harsh creaking and groan, alarming everyone and suddenly the air was silent… not disturbed one bit. 

Nothing happened.

A wave of relief washed over everyone.. Still… one had not moved since… no noise from them either… Tissues was still laying in the corner, as silent and ill as ever. He hadn’t even moved… the atmosphere was quickly dropping into a dismal state. After a minute of silence, forceful bangs of the wires outside it sounded like thunder.
Then Marshmallow had an idea.. “Fan-!” She quickly grabbed the attention of nearly everyone, “What if we drop your phone down the side? Someone has to be down there!” Fan looked at her with shock then shook his head, gripping onto the broken, not so working phone, and suttered, “A-Absolutely not!” Marsh looked at him a little annoyed, “This could be our chance to alert someone we are here- besides it's not even working-” “No! It so is.. It has to be-”, he was interrupted back by marsh, ''Are you losing your mind? You can get a new one- we can’t get a new you anymore.” the two argued, the situation between the two growing ever tense until Fan couldn’t withstand the pressure, giving into them. No one dared to intervene as they didn’t want to get caught up in the heated argument. 

Marsh took the broken phone from Fan, who had tears in his eyes as he snapped closed and fell to the floor. “Im sorry, okay? Let's just get out of he-” an unexpected crash from the wires once more made her jump, she looked up at the square hole in the ceiling. “I think the cherries should go… they’re the only one in commision right now- They are still in one peice.” Marsh looked at Paintbrush, Marsh took their hand, “Could you lift them up so they can do it?” PaintBrush smiled at them slightly, “Alright.” The cherries looked up, then stood up a little excited to help and possibly get out of here. They took the broken phone up, Paintbrush stood as well, a contrasting height compared to all the sitting objects.
They picked up the Cherries, lifting them above their head and to the missing square panel in which the cherries climbed up and onto the top of the elevator… they gagged at the wall and turned away quickly. They looked up into the desolate darkness above them, it was like the night… except… empty.

 They moved to the edge of the elevator, feeling for a slot between the elevator and the wall. When they found it, they let the phone slip from their hands, and they watched it fall until they could not see it anymore. Though they quickly realized that they had gotten stuck in the loose cables as they had wound their legs and stem…
Under them the elevator creaked… a thundering sound came as wires from below moved again.
insidede, in an unusual act, Paintbrush had OJ held in his arms… just incase it fell again he wouldn’t shatter into shards. Both of them looked highly uncomfortable, but they only huddled together when the elevator groaned. Marsh knew something was wrong when The Cherries had not returned… Though there was nothing to do as the whole box dropped again, screams echoed.

The cherries having unable to get free where stranded in midair the cables cutting into them and squeezing them into a deadly situation. They struggled to scream, as the elevator below halted all those inside were too shocked to take action and the Cherries died, strangled and caught up in the cables above… their red juice seeping from them and onto the top of the elevator.. Then inside… There was no movement, no noise, until Marshmallow began to scream. She realized that they were dead as she pushed herself to the wall. The cherry red juice on the floor now. Stunned silence ensued....
...Still no movement from the corner… Tissues?
He was on his back.
“Tissues?”
...Nothing.
They weren’t breathing. There was nothing.
“No...” how.. How did they lose two within so… little… time..?
OJ felt his head spin… the darkness of the elevator took over.
…
“Help...” was the word in the air… engraved in their minds. Death was ruthless... Grief and shock.. Some may of been enemies… but no one deserved this…
A desolate feeling of nothing and the sobs of the fluffy white one was enough to bring anyone in here to join sobbing and mourning.

...Meanwhile at the bottom of the shaft, TestTube and LightBulb where working with the electrical components and cables..
LightBulb looked up, she gasped and dragged TestTube out of the way of something…”Hey what was that f-” It hit and a shattering sound was heard.. The two looked at what had fell.. TestTube gasped.. “Fan..”
“LightBulb get the others- and- and- let's finish this!” 
The two looked up into the darkness before LightBulb took off.