There's a fire that surrounds us. It makes the steel bars glow an orange color, but not as fresh and appetizing as it is normally. The elevator has flown to the top floor, but the door remained open. We took a look up and then down. Down looked better. Our feet left the ground as we flew to the bottom. The slight slant of the ground and then we were in the basement. There were no flames there.
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