Trapped In An Elevator (Loosely Based On A True Story)

FIC IS RATED PG

Being forced to go on random trips to muesems where you look at planes and stuff isn't my favorite thing. I'd rather stay on the computer and work on improving some of my terrible fanfictions. Earlier today I was looking at a fic called "Vinyl Scratch Goes To The Rainbow Factory". That needed some improvement and it needed to be finished, which was what I was going to do today, but then...

"LEWIS! WE'RE GOING TO MOTAT!" MOTAT, is pretty much a muesem of transport and technology where you look at stuff because you can. This was completely out of nowhere and wasn't expected, since it wasn't on our holiday schedule and today I was planning to finish that thing, but oh well.

Apparentally we were going with The O.C's, because my little sister was friends with one of the family members and stuff, so we drove to MOTAT. Anyway when we got there, we found a carnival, called The Greatest Show Unearthed. We ignored it and went off to other stuff, like the... alien encounter? Alright, what the hell does that have to do with transport and technology?

When we went in that thing, it was pretty much the people who made it saying "YEAH WE'VE GOT CGI, AND DAMN WE ARE GOING TO USE IT!"

In other words it was pretty much made out of CGI. It was still pretty cool. So then we went on this train thingy, where on the other side there's a second MOTAT where you look at planes and stuff. We spent the majority of our time there. So, one of the kids in the O.C's found an elevator and began repeatedly playing with it, going up and down. Eventually I went in because I was bored.

And then we went up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down annnddd.... the elevator broke.

Yeah, it just broke. Considering how many times I went up and down, you could sort of see why. Now that I was trapped, I had nobody to help me.

I don't have a phone yet, because I spend most of my money on DVDs for my DVD collection. And then as I sat down I found an escape pod. I jumped into it, launched it, then I crashed into a wall and died.

THE END.

Actually there was no escape pod. What actually happened is that some people noticed AFTER TWO FREAKING HOURS and then I got rescued.

After that we left, considering that a third of my day had been spent in an elevator.

THE END.

DISCLAIMER: This didn't actually happen, well the elevator part at least.

~The Master