[ The rocks scatter across the floor. Maybe one of them cracks when it hits the wall.
But oh, it's the elevator... Komaeda can feel the outside of his leg grow cold. There never used to be an elevator in Haruka's time, and she's never too sure about it. What if she lets go and instead of riding the elevator down she phases through the ceiling? Scary. ]
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But oh, it's the elevator... Komaeda can feel the outside of his leg grow cold. There never used to be an elevator in Haruka's time, and she's never too sure about it. What if she lets go and instead of riding the elevator down she phases through the ceiling? Scary. ]