NADINE
“My hair pin!” I almost cried in relief when my hand touched the metal. Earlier I had noticed the buttons on the elevator.
The red button had been moved out of place and the green and blue ones had gotten stuck. In my panic I hadn't noticed them properly.
If I could use the hair pin to adjust the buttons maybe it would open wide enough for me to get out of the elevator?
I immediately got to work, I carefully used the hairpin to shift the position of the buttons. I was very cautious as I pushed the hairpin in. If the buttons fell out I might never be able to get out of here.
When I was sure I had done a good job, I offered a silent prayer and pressed the button. It opened with a ding. I squealed in relief.
I immediately wasted no time in getting out of the elevator. I got to
