The sharp, magical whirr of the elevator mingled with the low echo of the breathing of the guards as they escorted Anna towards her uncertain meeting.
As one guard placed their hand against the scanner, Anna caught a glimpse of additional buttons on the panel lighting up, revealing floor numbers that seemingly didn't exist before.
They selected the 200th floor, and the elevator shot upwards, its speed nearly breathless. Her pulse quickened slightly, knowing nothing good ever happened whenever she went to this floor.
In mere moments, the doors slid open to a quiet, expansive corridor. The guards, their mission apparently at its end, remained inside as the elevator began its descent, leaving Anna to navigate the rest of the path alone.
She stepped forward, her steps echoing softly in the vast, empty space, heading towards the large metal doors at the corridor's end.