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As always, the elevator slid down the shaft in good time. It's passengers did not talk, no-one ever talks in elevators, after all.

Some were there for report filing, others for meetings with superiors, some were just there to kill time.

The door on the 1st floor dinged as it opened, the high-pitched squeeling of brakes rapidly approaching. Outside knelt a young man, blonde hair caked with grease and oil, clinging to his face, as he rocked back and forth.

The elevator screeched past him, a loud thump from the basement illustrating it's arrival.

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