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The lift had an issue, that part was apparent, but she was still puzzled how to fix it. Before she could register another thought, the lights cut out and left the group in darkness. Almost on cue, the elevator shifted to the side before plummeting down, pulling the toons down with it. Terror ensued as they dragged downwards into the belly of the facility.

Their screams pierced Vee's sensors, ringing throughout the room as it continued to descend. Shaking heavily as the elevator kept vibrating, Vee gripped on to the railing on the side. It gave her brief stability, but she still shook aggressively. Her head wobbly, she averted her gaze towards the other toons clutching at their last resort.

Sparks hurled at them from the corners of the walls, flinging into their faces. Vee wasn't phased by that much, cautiously edging closer to the toons near her to block them from the oncoming debris; likely the most she could do anyway. As the elevator rocketed downwards, it grew more aggressive and violent, almost hurling the toons around inside.

In as little time as possible, the elevator halted, catapulting the toons to the center. As they launched into the center floor, Vee braced herself, not willing to crack her screen once again. When her arms met the floor, a pang of heavy discomfort hit her body, causing her monitor to project a slight error for a small second. Wincing, she pushed herself off the ground, idly warbling a quiet groan. On her feet, she dusted herself off and directed her head towards the others, checking their condition. 

 A few seemed relatively unharmed, others were bruised or scathed, and then there were some that got seriously hurt. Quickly, she estimated that 6 of them were critically hurt, and almost without thinking, she rushed to the nearest one, Shelly. Maybe it was a little odd, but in a way, it felt natural to her. 

 Shelly had hit her head directly on to the cold, solid floor of the elevator, leaving herself flat on the ground. She seemed like she was either partly or fully unconscious, one of the two; anyhow, it didn't seem like she was getting up. Considering that, Vee knelt to her level whilst she flipped her over and scooped her closer, checking for anything major. Her shell adorned bruises, small cuts, and a large crack over the spot she must've hit her head at. Taking an interest in the crack, Vee gently grazed her thumb across the edge of it, estimating how deep it really went; though it seemed shallow enough. 

 Clutching Shelly closer to her, she glanced at everyone else, who seemed to be tending to themselves or others; didn't bother her, at least she'd be helping someone. Shifting back to Shelly, she wasn't sure how to help her much, but it wouldn't deter her. It's the least she can do for her after Shelly practically danced with death for her. Reflecting on Shelly's deeds for her, it gave her a weird sense, drawing her to remain at her side. She wouldn't focus on it long though, as she'd snap out of that trance to pick up a distorted, off-putting melody behind the elevator door. 

 The door swung open once again, and this time, the toons exited without much hesitance, as the elevator clearly wasn't any safe spot. Following the toons without much thought either, Vee hoisted Shelly upwards - she wasn't even sure what her recommended weight lift was, but she couldn't care less as she stepped out of the platform. With Shelly in her arms, she looked left and right, it seemed they'd already gone far enough into an attraction-like site; the facility was embellished with an arcade like pattern, with merchandise of the toons scattered all over. It was an unorganized mess, one made in a rush. The other toons had already spread out and got started.

 "Vee!! Is Shelly alright?!" Vee almost drowned out all the other toons, but she whipped her head to see Tisha. It wasn't any time for a witty remark, Vee responded frankly, "I don't know for sure, I think I'll try to find the emergency kit down here and patch her up." There had to be something down here, undoubtedly, it's a place meant for customers. Although, considering Gardenview's safety allegations, she wouldn't doubt it much. 

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