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"What areas got the most pest activity?" Randy VIII questioned, keeping the conversation as businesslike as possible.

"The basement, at the moment the stairs are undergoing renovations, we'll have to take the elevator, please follow me and for security reasons I must request that you do not leave the hallway until we reach the elevator," said Kurt flatly.

Randy VIII nodded and followed along, making no move to speak to Kurt about anything other than pest control.

Kurt opened the elevator and gestured for Randy to step inside, "The basement is two floors down, this elevator is slow so it will take several minutes,"

Randy stood in one corner of the elevator as it began to make its descent. "You ever consider getting the elevator upgraded?"

"We do not have the budget for it, the stairs are already under renovation," said Kurt as the elevator creaked and shook on its way down. Kurt shifted nervously, he did not like being in such a small space....

Sensing his unease, Randy VIII took a step farther back into his corner of the elevator. "Don't go spreadin' it around... but I could get somebody to look into it for free if you wanted."

"That might be helpful," said Kurt tightly, his hands clenched at his sides, the elevator suddenly came to a jarring halt and Kurt let out a little cry, "Dammit! We're trapped!" he hissed darting around the elevator and pushing buttons, trying to get it moving again.

Randy VIII glanced around at the interior of the room. "This never happen to you before?"

Kurt tried to remain calm, "It....It has happened....I...I cannot be trapped again! I cannot be trapped!" he muttered his eyes darting around the narrow space. He could feel the darkness descending and the walls closing in, he hated to be confined! There was no worse hell than being trapped alone in the dark!

"Hey, hey, cool it!" Randy watched him with curiosity. "Is there somebody around who can get it movin' from the outside?"

Kurt shook his head, "No, we're short staffed today and our maintenance man is out," he lifted a gloved and to his mouth and began gnawing on the edge of his thumb.

Randy frowned as he resisted the urge to go and give him a pat. The sight was very strange to him, even a bit unsettling. "Well, if it takes too long for it to get movin'... we could always climb our way out," he suggested.

Kurt nodded, he took a deep breath and ran his hand through his curls, making them stand up every which way. "Yes...yes, I must remain calm..." he said.

"I never seen you like this," Randy VIII couldn't help but remark.

Kurt gave a short snarl, and sank to to ground, squeezing tightly into a corner, "I...I don't like being...imprisoned," he said.