It's stuck the elevator, it's stuck.
Octavia stands in shock....what else could she do?
She tries to remain calm like always.It is useless. "I need to find a way out"
Is what she kept repeating in her head she would certainly starve or would she take her own life it's not even the right time narrate yourself octavia! Your right. Who am I talking to?yourself you idiot you are so self minded like a damsel in distress, you even blacked out! You are so pitiful in the eyes of Celestia What?...
*gasp*
"What the hell! Uh my head... The elevator! Oh no-no-no-no-No."
This can't possibly be happening... I need to get out, the upper entrance is sealed and there is nothing I can break it with. Why didnt I bring my damn violin, crap *bangs door with hoof* no use...the lock has been replaced with new metal. The buttons! there has to be a-42 floor.
*eyes widened but pupils shrunk in horror*. "...I-... but this can't" ,no-not to me it, this started out so... Calm.
Oh Celestia *backs away trembling stuttering words that cannot be understand-Ed*. The 42-floor and the help button was literally ripped out leaving a whole....
"Why on would anyone rip out the fucking help button". There has to be something I can do?!
The door is closed.
I'm on the 42 floor.
The upper window is closed.
I can't break out.
The door is closed.
I'm on the 42 floor.
The upper window is closed.
I can't break out.
The door is closed.
I'm on the 42 floor.
The upper window is closed.
I can't break out.
The door is closed. *whimpers*
I'm on the 42 floor.
The upper window is closed.
I can't break out.*right eye twitches*
Theres nothing I can do.
Why didnt I notice that the button was ripped out, IN THE FIRST PLACE.
"Why? Why?Why?WHY?"
I was too busy concentrating my steps that I put my sorry self into danger! I am so enraged on myself I want to kill whoever the hell was stupid enough to take the fricken button. *deep breaths*. *deep breaths*...I need to wait I need to wait. Do not enter in shock-repeat-DO NOT enter in shock ; *deep breaths*...control somebody has to notice your absence. Why is this happening to me I don't deserve this DONT GO-
Vinyl
This doesn't make sense
* sudden gasp*
"What was that! No I-I'm still here nothing-change-how long have I been here".
I left at 3:00 it feels like an hour...maybe, probably. I need to stop, blacking out what did I just say, relax. *deep breath*. Ahh relax I'm going to fine ha, yes completely fine I will eventually get rescued Octavia I just need to silence my self and wait...
*Silence*
*eyebrow twitch down*
~silence~
*gulp*
-SILENCE-
*quiet whimper*
*silence*
*cold sweat*.
-silence-
"It is going to be fine F....I....r". l-I MEAN N-...
*stare*
Oh there's no, nothing -sigh- I'm going insane hahaha I've only been here for an hour maybe ha I will be fine. I am fine.
Author's Note
I should probably say that this is my first fanfic
It was a rather cloudy day thought Octavia, looking out of her apartment window.Just yesterday the climate seemed sunny and warm, but now the sky is a dull gray and not a single spot of a light blue could be seen for miles; Endless really.
It spread a mood of, depression and sadness. As she walks through her lonely hallway, past her small but cozy living room to her lovely kitchen to prepare her morning meal of eggs heated at a warm temperature, white bread toast buttered of course and black coffee. Her coffee seemed to taste rather odd she remarked, well all of her food tasted odd but she seemed depressed herself, thinking deeply about her past sins of deception and lies. It made her feel emotionally sick even though she ignored it and kept a face of utter sobriety.
(Details were not appreciated at all, they were creeping up on her, all while thinking-remembering to be more specific.)
She obviously tries to ignore it like a child from his or her dark closet. "Ridiculous."
This weather has made her think to much. This all came together by remarking that her food tasted odd over exaggerating as usual. She already had a goal that would completely fix this like a broken wheel she thought."Completely restorable"
What she'd done she'd repay with the pride of what she accomplished by doing it. she'd not only achieve her own goal but she would relieve the ones who had, "helped" Her. She HAD do it "clean" with no sins no lies, completely wiped of negativity of the past. Forgiveness is what she expects by achievement. If she accomplished this she would be perfect no secrets, no lies. Her mentality was set straight as an arrow, it was time. she trots out to her kitchen into her room combing her slick grey hair and and putting on her pink bow tie.
Her next violin recording was on the top floor of the 50 floor skyscraper called "Hoof print industries".
Luckily the building wasnt far away so the trouble of getting a taxi was avoided ;But rises the next difficult task of walking through a living maze a scurrying ponies. As she steps out of her apartment she trots to the elevator. Snout up and eyes pealed sharp, she would take perfect symmetrical steps. She trots in the empty elevator and uses her magic to push the first floor button. The elevator went down as suspected but suddenly stops to Octavia's surprise; halfway through with a loud snap that almost made her go deaf following a erie screech.
"oh no."