You were fixing your hair in the mirror of the elevator after a night of partying. You were kinda drunk, but sober enough to functionate a bit. The door of the elevator opened and four boys stepped in as they were talking.

They smiled softly at you and pressed the button of the elevator. But just a short moment after the elevator started moving, a loud noise was audible and the elevator stopped as all the lights turned off too. “Oh no…” The boy with spiky black hair, bill, mumbled.