Fuck.

That was the only word that came to mind when the old lift in the tower block jammed between floors. He looked at you freezing his eyes with rage.

'I'm afraid we've fallen in up to our ears.

He said. Under his mask he had an ironic smile. You could tell by the characteristic squinted eyes. You were out of range and your radio was not working.

So tell me... while we're waiting for the rest of you, why don't we talk about something before I get into a rage?