Being Oscar's girlfriend, you often accompany him to the Grand Prix.

One Friday morning, as you were leaving your hotel room to join the circuit, you took the elevator. Oscar stays very close to you. He knows how claustrophobic you are and how much you hate elevators.

Suddenly, the elevator lights flash and the machine comes to a screeching halt.

''Oh no no no no no..'' You say panicking. You already feel the panic attack coming.