CROWBAR

After the elevator had stopped abruptly, which was entirely due to my interference in tempering with the circuit board, Jerry Stringer, Mathew and Greg Jones all staggered while they tried to find their balance once again. In my attempt to short circuit the controls for the door, I might have accidentally disturbed the sensors attached to the breaking system, affecting the stopping of the elevator itself. However, this was an action that was only momentarily.

"What was that?!" Greg asked with his heart racing but was left with no answers from the two men present there with him. Later on, seeing as no one was willing to answer his question Greg went on to ask yet another one because this man wasn't one to be deterred by silence, not at all.

"Umm question..." he raised his hand like a student who was about to ask his teacher something in class "Does what just happened mean that we're finally there, umm i mean here, umm whatever preposition is needed!" he said but yet again was still left without a single utterance from the two meant to serve as a form of reply.

His question was irrelevant to the situation but was none the less important to him. Meanwhile, to the others, they had other things more pressing to be concerned about. Being observant to the situation, Greg used the prepared look that Jerry Stringer had on his face to satisfy himself.

*TSK*

He clicked his tongue. There was only so much mental resilience someone could have to being left with silent, plus the situation required him to stop speaking like he normally does.

"Alright then, I guess that I'll take that as a yes. Better get ready for shit that's about to go down too" He twitched his nose as he breathed in sharply with his lips rounded to immediately let out a deep sigh. Greg seem to be the most jumpy out of the three.

As they waited for the door to open, Jerry Stringer took the lead by slowly crossing his hand all the way to the other side of his body, gripping on, one finger at a time which was starting from his pinky finger all the way the the last, his thumb, around and then pulling out his baton by the side of his waist belt and then he firmed his grip even tighter while Mathew and Greg copied his actions although not as proficient as the older man had done it but enough to suffice and prepared themselves for a possible battle that might just take place in the sub level floor.

*GULP* Greg swallowed a mouthful of saliva as the tension kept on building. Yes he had taken the job presented to him by his sibling to serve as a security personnel because he really needed the money and their parents were on his neck about how lazy he was at the time, slacking off and playing video games all the time. But, never did he actually imagine that being in a situation like this was ever going to happen even if something threat worthy had actually happened before but it never got to this point, he thought as reassurance of his safety before taking the job.

Time went by with all three of them remaining in the same offensive posture, ready to pounce an enemy they had no proof existed. However, after waiting in the elevator for more than half a minute and the door still inconsiderate about opening, Jerry Stringer was caused to loosen his stance and due to him being the leader in this impromptu band of three, Mathew and Greg followed him to do the same.

Greg took a quick glance at everyone in the elevator with him while his eyes twitched as he did. Because the build up had lasted for too long without anything happening there was a serious crash in the intense atmosphere everyone was feeling.

"This is a normal elevator right? So is it supposed to take this long to open?" Mathew asked looking at Jerry from behind as he stood upright.

"Not that I'm aware of" Jerry answered rhetorically. 

Because he was no longer feeling what was going on anymore and the lack of any progress being made had annoyed Greg when he thought about the other things he could be using his time to spend on, which all involved playing a certain video game. So, standing upright as well he placed his left hand on his waist while his other hand was used to gesture and show his annoyance as he spoke, accompanied by the rolling of his eyes.

The door still wasn't opening on its own so Greg muttered "Is nobody going to open the door or what? I can't believe I seriously got scared for a moment there but anyway. Oh no, wait, lemme guess, this is the famous Blackroom we have been hearing about since a couple of minutes ago. I never thought it would look so much like an elevator" he said and smiled mockingly.

*TSK* Jerry clicked his tongue in a distasteful manner which was rightfully aimed at the less than interested security man.

"Don't be an idiot boy, something must be wrong with the doors which is why they aren't opening and most likely someone must have messed with them to keep up us from getting out" Jerry Stringer said as he turned around and looked at Mathew who had been standing by his left side since they got in the elevator.

"What is it?" Mathew murmured before he wried nervously "Please don't hit me, Greg was the one who said it not me" Mathew leaned back in a defensive position with flailing raised hands to protect his face and body.

"Hit you? You've got to be kidding me, move out of the way boy! The both of you are starting to get in my nerves" Jerry gave Mathew a little shove to the side pressing him against the wall of the elevator with one hand while he reached for the crowbar behind a safety glass.

The glass of the box that the crowbar was in served as a door so it didn't have to be broken through before the metal tool behind it can be used. A simple pull and Jerry had the crowbar in hand, meanwhile he stuffed his baton back into the holster by his waist to free his hand for what he was about to do next.

"Looks like we'll have to do this ourselves" He held the crowbar firmly with both hands adjusting his grip on it and after he got the right hold he plunged the end forward with all his might into the middle where the elevator doors meet.

*BAM* *BAM* *BAM* *BAM*

"Oh, so that's what you meant" Greg smiled.