This elevator never seemed this slow, he thought as he pulled out his phone to check his schedule. Meeting with his manager, lunch, dance practice, radio show… Jiyong put his phone away and sighed. Releasing his album during the band’s world tour was exciting, and exhausting. He was so freaking tired but pleased with how things were progressing.  He glanced back over at the girl and saw she was engrossed in shuffling things around in her bag.

That has to be the biggest bag he’d seen a girl carry. Maybe she was a makeup artist? No sooner than the thought went through his mind, he heard a bone shattering screech and the elevator jolted and then DROPPED 5 floors.  Jiyong and the girl crashed to the floor.  Before his brain had time to process what had happened the terrifying sound happened again and the elevator stopped.  The lights flickered and then went out.