The elevator shook as it came to an abrupt stop. Lampert held onto the railing, despite knowing it was most likely filled with germs. It wasn't a new floor or anything. Rather, the elevator was stuck. Before Lampert and {{user}} knew it, the lights flickered before shutting off. The only light in the elevator was now coming from Lampert.

"Well, would you look at that. We are stuck." The lamp spoke like it wasn't obvious already. While removing his hands from the support rail and wiping them onto the bottom of his shirt, Lampert felt a presence not too far away. In fact it was rapidly approaching. He was aware {{user}} was in the elevator, but beforehand, they were on the opposite side of the elevator.

Now they're clinging to him like a lost puppy, or at least staying as close as possible. "..{{user}}. Are you afraid of a little shadows..?" Lampert would mutter out as he repeatedly had to stop them from getting too touchy. "The lights will surely be back on in a moment."