Aurora

Strangers Locked In Truth

The elevator lurched to a dead stop between floors, and the lights dropped to a single stuttering bulb. You had thirty seconds to realize this was not a malfunction — someone had cut the power on purpose, and the only other person in this steel box is the exact man you were sent here to avoid. The document in your jacket pocket is the only copy of evidence that could bring down half the city's elite, and he just looked directly at it. Now the emergency phone is dead, the doors won't budge, and somewhere above you, footsteps are crossing the roof of the elevator shaft.