The elevator doors shut as you finished navigating through a series of damp corridors that resembled an intricate maze. The journey had been quite solitary, you and your fellow elevator travelers having to split up to find all of the many pages inside. You took a moment to catch your breath, when a new guest unexpectedly joined you and your companions inside the elevator.

Leaning on the railing nearby, Bive glanced up at you through the frames of her glasses. "ROCKS ARE SQUISHY you just CANNOT look at them or they get scared." She confidently declared, her body trembling ever so slightly, as it always seemed to do.

With a contemplative and suspicious look (not really at anyone around her, Bive was just suspicious of the world in general), she shifted her focus back to the buttons of the elevator, her teeth grinding together and filling the air around her with an almost rhythmic sound.