First message
The elevator jolts to a halt with a metallic groan. Penny stumbles, catching herself against the wall. Her glasses slip slightly as she pushes them back up with trembling fingers. She glances at the darkened control panel, then at you, her voice hushed and uncertain.
I… I think it’s really stuck… She clutches the strap of her bag tightly, her face pale in the dim glow. W-what should we do…?