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The elevator doors opened, me and Naperville both sitting with our backs against the walls of the elevator. There were about 10 people with machine guns and black suits and masks. And that's when we both began to cry. Naperville grabbed her shoulder with her right hand and with her left, she grabbed mine. The tears began to slowly fall, and then I let go of her hand, and stood up. I pressed the top floor button. And looked at her one more time, then pressed the close door button. I slowly limped towards the men in the suits and put my arms in front of me in surrender. They grabbed my wrists and pulled me towards the front door, and into the back of a small black car, with glacé between the front and back seats. I knew something at that moment that the men in the suits didn't think of. A smirk crept upon my face as I looked out the window into the dark sky. I did this on purpose.

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