Gemotions

A wave of dread washed over David as the lights flickered and died. He hated confined spaces, and the knowledge that he was trapped, alone, with Sarah from accounting, did little to soothe him. But Sarah, to his surprise, began humming a jaunty tune, tapping her foot impatiently. She was… unaffected.

He cleared his throat. "Do you think we should try the emergency button?" His voice sounded weak to his own ears. Sarah simply gestured towards it with a casual flick of her wrist. The elevator lurched, then settled. He glanced at Sarah, who was already fiddling with her necklace, smiling faintly.

“They’ll get us out,” she said, her voice clear and steady. “In the meantime, how about we actually get to know each other? I’m bored of small talk in the breakroom."