Vocabulary for Lift Breakdown

Vocabulary for Lift Breakdown

The evening clouds were like pink froth bubbling in the indigo skies. They were zooming like falcons into the lift from the nearby playground. They were saturated with happiness because they had an exhilarating game. The trio charged into the elevator like raging bulls as they had challenged one another to a race. The moment the lift door closed, an impish smirk cracked across their cherubic faces. Jack pressed all the buttons and John was prancing and jumping in the lift like an agitated monkey. They thought that their mischief was well contained in the miniscule lift. All three of them were oblivious to the danger they were putting themselves into. Shock reigned, turning Zack, John and May’s faces pallid. Their eyes bulged in terror. Their blood turned purple and their jaws dropped. Their hearts hammered their ribcages wildly. They were rooted to the ground and froze in consternation. Before they could regain their composure, the lights started flickering. A dead silence reigned in the miniscule lift. The lift had been out of order. May had tears in her eyes and she stayed close to both her brothers for reassurance. Oxygen seemed to run low and the lift was stuffy. They were shell-shocked. Suddenly, the lights went out! The whole lift was pitch-black. May went berserk and so did Zack and John. Out of anxiety, they reached for the buttons and ended up scratching each other like wild cats. Poor May was totally freaked out and she was crying rivers of tears. They hung their heads so low to apologise for stomping and jumping in the lift that they nearly touched their knees. I bulldozed my way into the lift. To my horror, the lift jerked violently and came to a halt. I plunged into darkness like in a blackout. Panic-stricken, I started pounding my fists on the lift doors. Fumbling in the dark, I managed to identify the emergency button. Then I punched it repeatedly which sounded the thunderous alarm. A wave of anxiety hit me. The darkness and silence was eerie.  My uniform was sticking to my body from perspiration. I was starting to feel claustrophobic, my imagination playing tricks on my mind. I felt fresh feelings of panic and steeled myself to wait for rescue as calmly as I could. All of a sudden, I heard footsteps, then a thud, followed by the sound of metal clashing. Immediately, I dashed out of the lift, delighted to see daylight after being trapped in the lift in total darkness.