"So… how are you guys," the blue t-shirt person greeted. I nodded slowly. "Good."
He nodded, which now it blinked to the second floor. And right then and there, he lunged at me with full force. The amount of commotion that was shaking in this elevator was the complete opposite a few seconds ago, and it was nowhere near normal.
"Hey!" Brie shouted, which she went after the other person, while I had to deal with this one. I hit against the wall of the elevator, feeling the ground shake under me, and walls teeter behind me.
His body was firmly pressed against my chest as my back slowly began to bleed into the silver railing. Then, in desperation, I defended myself with a right fist to the jaw, and as I tried to recover from the unexpected strike, he stumbled. However, without warning, he lunged at me and drove his fist into my stomach. Once more, I was jammed against the wall and my head was rocking forward as a consequence of the severe force of the impact.
