Only Emily's irregular breathing and the distant sound of something grinding across metal broke the stifling quiet in the lift. Her senses sharpened by the stifling quiet around her, and her heart raced as she remained still in the dark.
"Did you hear that?" Emily's body stiffened as she tried to hear; her voice was only a whisper.
Standing only inches from her in the small area, Daniel initially ignored her. His respiration had accelerated, and she felt strain emanating from him. His palm moved slowly towards the edge of the lift, clutching the handrail as if bracing for whatever was next.
"I heard it," he muttered quietly at last. But I have no idea what it is.
Once again, the sound emerged—this time more loudly. Like something weighty dragging over steel, a metallic moan. Far to
