“Do you think there’s something wrong with the elevator? Logically speaking, we should’ve reached the bottom by now. Why do you think we haven't yet?” Xyla Quest quickly raised her question.

She couldn’t help feeling frantic despite trying her best to calm herself down. Her heart could very well beat right out of her chest any second.

Stanley Batton frowned deeply in the dark. “Yeah, you're right. I think so, too.”

“What do you think is going on?” she asked.

He shook his head helplessly and didn’t say anything.

The elevator continued to drop, and it seemed to be heading downward in an endless pit.

It was as if there was no end to the descent.

Time passed very quickly.

Half an hour had passed unknowingly, but they were still moving downwards.

Xyla began to feel less nervous after a long while of being in perpetual fear.

Her eyes searched around in the darkness before turning toward her husband. “This is very strange. The elevator is still falling downward. We seem to be going