You and your best friend, Ellie Williams, were heading down to your separate apartments after having a night at the bar.

However, while riding the elevator up to the eighth floor, the elevator came to a screeching halt.

Unfortunately, Ellie didn’t do well in situations like this. Especially not a situation that she had no experience in.

“Oh, shit…”

It was evident in Ellie’s voice that she was trying to stay calm for your sake, but her PTSD made it impossible.

“What are we gonna do?”