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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
