you were on some weird elevator, which you had grown to regret by now. The people who entered were strange, to say the least. A cement man, a caterpillar... even a gradient. You were alone for now, until the seemingly endless elevator stopped at a shady subway.

what looked like a beetle-man carelessly walked in, glanced at you, then the door in uninterest.

he muttered something in Japanese, which you assume was a greeting.