STATUS REPORT: PING #59477 SUBJECT 70617468 CODE 020: CRITICAL ERROR: ADVISE SUBJECT RETRIEVAL NECESSARY FOR FURTHER ANALYSIS CODE 020: CRITICAL ERROR: PROBABILITY OF LATENT CRITICAL PROCESSING EXCEPTION 0.36% ANALYST NOTES: UNAVAILABLE SECONDARY NOTATION: I stepped into the elevator, though, deciding that it was too late to turn back. I checked the control box inside; there was only one button available. There were no markings indicating whether the elevator went up or down, though, so I still wasn't sure if it would take us upstairs or into some basement somewhere. "Are you guys coming?" I asked them, waiting on them to get into the elevator with me. They looked at each other, and then Janine took a step in my direction, but Hunter grabbed her arm, holding her back. "Is that really a good idea?" He questioned. "We don't know where it's going, or if there's anyone there, or how illegal this really is getting, even, considering that we're kind of trespassing already, using fake ID cards to get past the gates, and have yet to see anyone who works here." Janine made a funny face. "We're already committed, Hunter," she reasoned. "Somebody should take the elevator, anyway. It's not like it's going to be some trap or something. That creepy and ominous thing that I said was just a joke. I've got a weird sense of humor. Besides, like I've been saying all along, I really think we're at the wrong place." "Whatever, guys. Wait here," I said, pushing the button. "I'll be back in a couple of minutes." The doors closed. That was the last time that I saw Janine or Hunter.