• The walls were closing around me steadily. Every breath that escaped my lips made my personal shroud of fear thicken. My heart was pounding like the bass to my favorite song while my hands had a mind to dance to that beat with shaky steps. I inhaled and counted down from five. At three my voice became shrill and I nearly jumped into the air. The slight ding sound marked my exit. I poked my head out the door and took a fleeting glance to either side; empty. I half ran out of the elevator and even went so far as to give the terrifying machine a dirty look as I fled.