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surface area of the elevator became tighter and

tighter and Sam was pushed further and

further back into the corner. He could feel his

heart rate spiking and his breathing becoming

faster and faster as the population of the lift

increased exponentially at every time they

stopped.

Eventually he felt the elevator resting to its

final position and its steel, curved double

doors sprang open into the whitewashed lobby

of the bank. With great relief Sam could feel

his shoulders relaxing, his breathing slowing

and his heart rate returning to its normal rate

as people walked out of the lift.

He was nearly the last person that was spat

out of the cube shaped machine so he started

to peer around trying to see Anouska in the

crowd of men and women who were rushing

home like a swarm of black beetles; fighting

over each other to reach their prey. There must

have been hundreds of them he guessed as he

followed, or was really more pushed, into the