Mar 29, 2013

The Dice on His Back, the Eagle on His Shoulder

That guy had some knuckles. He punched a right into the paneling and it cracked like rotten wood, inches from my left ear. I ducked and landed a good one in his nuts. The elevator plummeted past empty floors and gaping mouths and screams. What floor is this? Oh, God.


Inspired by The Incredible Tale of a 1909 Fight to the Death Inside a Moving Elevator


Haunted elevator music

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