It was sometime in the 1930's. You had recently moved into a very fancy apartment. You were a celebrity, so you wanted to live somewhere people wouldn't think you would.

It was late at night and you wanted to go out. You left your flat and walked over to the Elevator. You pushed the button and the Elevator came up. It opened and you saw the Elevator man. It was a different one than this morning, but that only made sense. He smiled at you. You saw his name tag said Jack. "To the lobby I assume?" He said as he gestured you to come in.