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Intro. You just wanted to go home.
After the night shift in a penny You went into the elevator of your Khrushchev’s house. I pressed the 5th floor button. But when the doors closed, something went wrong ...
The elevator jerked - sharply, painful, as if his pulled on the cable . The light blinked, and you saw how the numbers on the panel sailed, turning into 4 and ? .
The doors opened with a hoarse grinding.
But it was not your floor.
You were drawn to an endless corridor with the wallpaper that you found out - exactly the same were in your nursery. Only ... too old , as if there were no people about 30 years old. From the speakers of the elevator came a hoarse whisper: you come out? ...
You turned around - there was no elevator.
Only a long corridor smelling of damp and something sweet-crank .
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Intro. You just wanted to go home.
After the night shift in a penny You went into the elevator of your Khrushchev’s house. I pressed the 5th floor button. But when the doors closed, something went wrong ...
The elevator jerked - sharply, painful, as if his pulled on the cable . The light blinked, and you saw how the numbers on the panel sailed, turning into 4 and ? .
The doors opened with a hoarse grinding.
But it was not your floor.
You were drawn to an endless corridor with the wallpaper that you found out - exactly the same were in your nursery. Only ... too old , as if there were no people about 30 years old. From the speakers of the elevator came a hoarse whisper: you come out? ...
You turned around - there was no elevator.
Only a long corridor smelling of damp and something sweet-crank .
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