The Elevator Mishap141Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4KvA3UUdGR
I had just stepped into the elevator, the doors poised to close behind me, when my attention was abruptly seized by the sight of a figure outside pointing a gun directly at the elevator I was occupying. A rush of adrenaline surged through my veins as I assessed the situation. Standing beside me was another individual, their face obscured, making it impossible to discern their intentions.141Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVXqKFB2roM
I instinctively looked up, desperate for a glimpse of the person behind the weapon, but the features remained frustratingly elusive. The hand gripping the firearm began its ominous ascent, ascending vertically, then shifting horizontally, its aim fixating on my vulnerable heart.
In a disorienting instant, the gun discharged, the sound reverberating in the confined space, and I felt the searing pain as the bullet pierced my flesh, slicing through skin and bone on its treacherous trajectory toward my vital organ. I braced myself for an excruciating torment, prepared for the worst, but to my astonishment, I felt nothing. It was a bewildering paradox, my mind struggling to reconcile the shocking turn of events.
Time seemed to warp, blurring the boundaries between rapidity and sluggishness, as this entire sequence unfolded within the fleeting span of the elevator doors opening and closing. In that suspended moment, I half-expected my life to flash before my eyes, seeking solace in the embrace of the elevator walls before being unceremoniously deposited onto the solid ground. My body sought equilibrium, seeking stability against the enclosing walls, while my hand instinctively clutched my chest, grappling with the bewildering reality of what had just transpired.
Tracing my fingers across my chest, I cautiously explored my heart, anticipating the telltale presence of blood staining my garments. To my bewilderment, not a solitary droplet had escaped my body's confines. For an ephemeral instant, I believed I was destined for an untimely demise, but as the weight of reality settled upon me, I realized that the bullet had passed through me unscathed, leaving no discernible mark. Relief washed over me, causing an involuntary sigh to escape my lips, for the magnitude of the ordeal I had just experienced was truly extraordinary.
With trembling limbs, I rose from the ground, my senses still reeling from the encounter. Before I could even begin to fathom the inexplicable events that had unfolded, abruptly, I found myself jolted awake from this haunting reverie.141Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡu8fWCQDpaG
