Office Love Affair: Reversal

I talked to that European woman at leisure. My English was very bad before, but I studied hard. Now... It's also very bad, but it's much better than when I first went to France. Some simple communication can still be completed. As long as the sentence is not too long and don't speak too fast, I can understand more than half.

This woman is from Scotland. She came to Thailand to travel. I asked her what she was doing so late. She said she was hungry and couldn't call the front desk. She had to go down in person. She also said that the service of the hotel was rubbish. It was not as good as their country or Europe.

We talked for more than ten minutes... In fact, we only talked for a few words. In these ten minutes, the elevator didn't return to normal and no one saved us. I was a little impatient at first, and the Scottish woman was also anxious, because... The elevator was very muggy, there was no air conditioner, and the air was not circulating. I was sweating, and the Scottish woman probably breathed heavily.

We must find a way by ourselves, or we will suffocate alive.

I took photos with my mobile phone and saw a small stainless steel object similar to a shovel in a wall grid at the top of the control panel. I opened the small glass door of the ledge and took out something similar to a shovel. I thought it was used to pry the elevator door.

I handed the Scottish woman my cell phone and asked her to follow it. I tried to pry the elevator.

It's hard to pry. If it's an ordinary woman, it's estimated that it takes more than two efforts to pry it open smoothly. Of course, I'm not a woman. I'm a man. Although it's hard and a big project, I finally pried it off. We finally breathe fresh air. What's depressing is... The door opens, but there is a hard concrete wall outside. There is only a 20 cm through opening at the top. The outside is also dark. It is estimated to be the elevator exit on the tenth floor, and our current position is estimated to be between the ninth floor and the tenth floor.

Well, we don't have to suffocate, but we still can't get out.

Bad luck. What should I do?

The Scottish woman tried to shout for help at the mouth. She shouted for a few minutes, but no one cared about us. In the middle, we clearly heard someone running and hurried.

I'm so stupid. I have a cell phone. Why don't I call for help?

By the way, what's the number for help?

I looked at the control panel. There was a number on it, but I couldn't get through. A busy tone. There's no way. I can only call fan chili and intend to ask her to inform the front desk, but no one answered all the time. Fan chili doesn't answer my phone. At this critical moment... Fan chili doesn't answer my phone. Of course, I don't know yet... Fan chili fainted before I called. I don't know... We have to go through such a terrible thing.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of an alarm outside. The sound was not very loud, vaguely. I didn't know if it was the reason for our environment, but only a little came down through the mouth. I thought I had heard wrong and asked the Scottish woman. She said that the voice had existed a long time ago. When I didn't pry the door, she vaguely heard a little. She thought I knew, so she didn't tell me.

I got nervous immediately. What does the alarm mean? Is there a fire or something more terrible? Shit, won't it be so unlucky?

Someone ran outside. The Scottish woman and I shouted for help at the same time. As a result, no one cared about us.

I became more and more anxious. I continued to call fan chili. Damn it, fan chili still didn't answer five or six times. Then my mobile phone simply tooted twice and turned off without power... I tried twice and could turn it on, but it turned off automatically after a few seconds.

How do you escape from an elevator?

I'm thinking and searching my memory. It seems that I don't. I never watch this publicity, except prying the elevator door... This is the only way given by the official, but... I can go out from the top when I watch movies.

I looked at the top of my head. There was a piece of black paint. I couldn't see anything. My cell phone was dead, and the Scottish woman didn't bring her cell phone. I felt my lighter and lit it, but I still couldn't see it clearly. I looked at the handrails on both sides. I can step on them, but the distance between the two sides is too wide. If I want to climb up, at least there must be another borrowing point in the middle.

The Scottish woman was very smart. She guessed what I thought. She stood in the middle, made a gesture of holding me with her hand, and then patted herself on the shoulder. I asked her if she could do it. She said she could try it and let me hurry up.

After all, I didn't hesitate. I didn't act immediately!

One of my feet collapsed onto the handrail and slowly climbed up. The other foot was off the ground and carried by a Scottish woman. It was just high enough. I saw the skylight, but it didn't seem to move, and the lighter was very hot. I had to put out the fire first, blow the lighter cool, and then take out the small shovel from my pocket to pry it. The Scottish woman couldn't support it before prying it open a few times. Let me hurry down.

I went down. The Scottish woman kept panting and squatting on the ground. She looked very tired.

After a rest, the Scottish woman said to continue. She held me up again and pried for more than a minute. I successfully pried open the skylight. Thick smoke billowed outside. As soon as I opened it, the smoke rushed in from the window.

What a fire, shit.

I closed the skylight, came down and told the Scottish woman what I knew. Because the environment was dark, I couldn't see her expression. I was probably a little desperate! In fact, I don't need to tell her that smoke has floated down from the window at the top of the door, and she can see it as soon as I light a fire.

The elevator began to get stuffy again. I don't know what to do. Close the elevator door and we'll be suffocated. If we don't close it... We'll be smoked to death. Both sides are dead. If no one saves us, we're really dead! If it's a fire, I think... It's estimated that the war is in chaos outside and we are too busy to wait for someone to save us. The fire is small and the speed may be very fast. If it's large... Plus it's late at night, the fire fighters must be slow in working efficiency.

Am I going to die in Thailand?

I shouted up for help. I hope someone will hear me.

However, when I was out of breath, there was no sound outside except the alarm.

I was desperate, and so was the Scottish woman. She just shouted after me.

I hit the elevator board with a punch and was angry.

Suddenly, the elevator light recovered, and then the elevator fell down with a bang. The speed was very fast. Then the light went out again, and the elevator stopped again. In a short moment, I had a great impact. My head hit a corner, and then fell to the ground and fainted

I don't know how long later, I woke up, stuffy and awakened by the alarm. The alarm sound was very loud, not only the alarm in the corridor outside, but also the alarm in the whole hotel. It was estimated that it was a fire engine outside.

There is a lot of smoke in the elevator. It's very choking. My arm and head are very painful. I think I fell just now.

The Scottish woman lay at my feet and she fainted. I woke her up because... The elevator fell down, and the door was no longer facing the wall. At least the upper half was not the wall, but the exit. You can climb up and leave the elevator.

I put the Scottish woman on top first, and then I climbed up by myself.

We finally left the elevator.

I looked at the floor number. We were on the seventh floor. We just fell two floors and didn't die. It was a big life. However, I'm not sure if we can survive, because... The floor is in a mess, the alarm sounds loud, the whole corridor is filled with smoke and water traces. Looking out from the window at the end, there is thick smoke outside.

I kicked the door of one of the rooms and was ready to go in and cover my mouth with a wet towel, because I didn't know where the fire began to spread. What if the smoke became heavier and heavier as it went down? It's necessary to get some wet towels, even wet bath towels. The problem is, I kicked open the door. Before I rushed in, I saw a fire burning in the room. Smoke came out of the door and made me cry.

I kicked several rooms in a row. Looking at the corridor, it was burning. I could only drag the Scottish woman down the floor. We ran the stairs. The stairs were very big, but we had to turn the stairs after running to the sixth floor. I opened the door of the passage, and the smoke rushed in. I closed it again immediately.

Son of a bitch, you can't go!

I ran to the upper floor and looked at the rooms one by one. Finally, I found a place to put sundries. However, I kicked the door open and it was still burning. I closed the door and found a car in the corner of the corridor. It was a service car with a lot of food. I turned out three bottles of mineral water, tore off my outer clothes, tore two pieces off, got wet, and gave a piece of Scottish woman to cover my mouth. Then, I pulled off the mat of the service car, found a fire box, took the tools inside, an axe and a flashlight. I smashed the nozzle with an axe, and suddenly a column of water shot down. I completely wetted the large mat

We went to the lower transfer ladder again. I gave the mat and flashlight to the Scottish woman and told her to transfer the ladder. She asked me why I didn't go. I couldn't go. I wanted to go back to find fan chili. I didn't know whether she went or not. I didn't see anyone after running so many floors. The hotel should organize evacuation when the fire didn't spread, but I'm not sure. I want to go back, What if fan chili didn't leave?

Scotland hesitated and almost cried, but there was no way. She couldn't persuade me.

I asked the Scottish woman to look carefully at the floor plan pasted on the fire door. It was about 30 meters from our position to another ladder. When I just opened the door, I saw thick smoke, but I didn't see the fire. It's estimated that it hasn't burned yet. The Scottish woman should be able to walk by herself, but be fast, otherwise if it burns up, no one can walk!

After reading, I asked the Scottish woman if she understood. She said she understood. I helped her turn on the flashlight and prepared to open the door. However, she didn't open it. She stopped me to hug me. I didn't hesitate. Time didn't allow me to hesitate. I immediately hugged her and opened the door. There was still a lot of smoke outside, but there was no fire for the time being. I pushed the Scottish woman and she ran away... I closed the door immediately.

I silently blessed Scotland. I ran to the upper floor, opened the corridor door and saw that there was a big fire outside.

Flammable decoration, the owner of this hotel must have cried to death!

Suddenly, I heard a loud bang. The whole building shook. I don't know where it exploded... I prayed in my heart that the explosion place should be far away from the Scottish woman, otherwise she would hang up