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The four of you file into the elevator and make the descent to... somewhere. No complimentary music. Everyone is quiet. From an outside perspective, you'd like to say you all look very professional indeed.
Maybe.
The stale air feels uneasy but with a sense of long awaited progress.
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The cab hardly descends more than a few floors before grinding to an awkward halt. <span class="mu-i">kerclick crunch crunch</span> Hidden mechanisms whir on loop, uselessly.
[HEARTLESS] Just another ordinary shift in the City...
[MADNESS] Hurrah for the world of progress! Hurrah for the underground!
Tres presses the open door button. He presses it a few times. No response is forthcoming from the jumble of switches and buttons. He clicks his tongue.
"Stuck," he observes.
"No shit," mutters Uno.
Tres makes a vague gesture. "This is how we killed all the Chinese, you know."
"Keep mentioning that and you'll really jinx us this time around. Really."
"If it's true, it's worth mentioning."
"You think R Company built this?"
"Sure."
The two shuffle around awkwardly.
"Solutions?"
[HEARTLESS] A deep calm fills an empty space within you. No one here seems worried, much less yourself. If they weren't, you suppose you would have needed to appear to be worried, but then again you don't have the interest nor energy to do so. You don't really see the point as well but what do you have to say for yourself anyway?
You look around.
You vaguely recall watching an action movie or reality show or something like this on TV. Actually, you might have been in this situation before, from how familiar this all seems. Things break down all the time and this District is not as well developed as the others. Was it yesterday perhaps? Ah, whatever. It's not so important to the here and now, so-
There.
You point upwards at the emergency exit panel.
Uno nods. You don't flinch this time as he takes out his revolver and aims it. Tres holds out the briefcase above the barrel. You hear muffled clicks from within..?
"Hold on, Uno. You will blow our ears out if you do it like that." Tres raises his hand and pushes, the panel easily giving way. A fine layer of dust rains down onto your wonderful hair.
"Pfftt, sure." Uno looks towards the two of you. "Give me a boost, Dos. And Seis? You're coming up second."
[HEARTLESS] He's smiling, of course, all the way through helping you up. His touch is gentle, but firm. Best to keep his eye on you, a potential turncoat, so make no suspicious movements, no idle and nervous talk...
You put your hands on cold metal, ascend the elevator shaft...