Top Floor Please

(b4r:'solid')+(corner-radius:16) [You In? High-Rise Hideout. Weird vibes. Cool peeps. (current-date:) at (current-time:) The Phoenix Lofts, 32nd Flr, 84 Derelict Drive Dress: Mystery Casual Chic. ] [👉 Accept Invitation]<accept| [👉 Decline Invitation]<decline| (click:?accept)[ (replace:?accept)[ Your spontaneous personality agreed to the party. (link:"You drive to a nearby petrol station") [(t8n:"dissolve")(show:?station)] |station)[(link:"Picked up a case of beer...") [(t8n:"dissolve")(show:?chips)]] |chips)[(link:"...and a few bag of chips.") [(t8n:"dissolve")(show:?drive)]] |drive)[(link:"and off you go.") [(t8n:"dissolve")(show:?arrive)]] |arrive)[Finally you arrived at the [[Lobby]] of The Phoenix Lofts]] (replace:?decline)[]] (click:?decline)[ (replace:?decline)[ You decided to decline the offer and replied: (set:_t to 0)\ (click-rerun:"replied")[(set:_t to it+1)(nth:_t, "I need to wash my hair", "Sorry, got a date tonight", "Working early tomorrow", "Need sleep, soz")] The End. --- Pick another path, Restart your journey --- (click:"Restart")[(restart:)] ] (replace:?accept)[]] (display: "Status") (display: "bgmusic1")

###FLOOR 3 --- The elevator lurched to a stop after a series of dings. Heart skipping a beat, a pang of self-doubt shot through you. Maybe you misread the clue? Perhaps you missunderstood. You stared at the floor you're at and had a sinking feeling you're on the wrong floor. You reached for the close button and silently apologize to your fellow passengers for the mistake. You proceed to press the correct floor and sent the elevator humming once again. (display: "Elevator") <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI0NDJf/Elevator%20Door%20Open.mp3" autoplay>

(if: $penthouse is 0)[(redirect: "passengers")] (if: $penthouse is 1)[(redirect: "Socialite1")] (if: $penthouse is 2)[(redirect: "Child1")] (if: $penthouse is 3)[(redirect: "OK-End")]

###FLOOR 5 --- (if: $deliveryperson is "false-skip")[The elevator doors slid open with a sigh, revealing the brightly lit hallway of the 5th floor. Your first stop. The harried delivery guy, a whirlwind of nervous energy named Alex, practically leaped out, with a precariously stacked package. "Thanks for holding the door, mate!" he called back, his voice strained under the weight of the boxes. He scanned the hallway, spotted his target – a door with a faded welcome mat. You held the elevator door open, feeling a surge of amusement at his frantic energy as he rushed back. This is going to be an interesting evening, you thought, as you pressed the button for the supposedly ''unlucky Floor 13''. Little did you know, interesting wouldn't even begin to cover it. (display: "Elevator") <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI0NDJf/Elevator%20Door%20Open.mp3" autoplay>] (if: $deliveryperson is "dropoff-skip") ["Alright Alex," you tapped him on his shoulder, "looks like you've got the hang of this. These deliveries are pretty straightforward, you seem to be a natural." Your voice held a forced cheer as you tried to surpress the guilt nagging at your conscience. The truth is, the promising thought of the penthouse party drowned out any thought of helping Alex any further. The elevator doors whooshed open, revealing a harried Alex fumbling with all of his delivery, his brow furrowed in concentration. You try not to make eye contact as the doors closed behind him. You punched in the [[button for the penthouse->32]]. Tonight was going to be epic, you told yourself, focusing on the glittering lights and infectious energy that awaited you above. The guilt was a small price to pay for an unforgettable night. <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI0NDJf/Elevator%20Door%20Open.mp3" autoplay>]

###FLOOR 7 --- The elevator lurched to a stop after a series of dings. Heart skipping a beat, a pang of self-doubt shot through you. Maybe you misread the clue? Perhaps you missunderstood. You stared at the floor you're at and had a sinking feeling you're on the wrong floor. You reached for the close button and silently apologize to your fellow passengers for the mistake. You proceed to press the correct floor and sent the elevator humming once again. (display: "Elevator") <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI0NDJf/Elevator%20Door%20Open.mp3" autoplay>

###FLOOR 2 --- (if: $chef is "false")[It's such a coincidence that the delivery package is wrapped with the same wrapping paper as the design of the party invite. Intrigued, you followed the invitation of the party. The sound of laughter and chatter grew louder as you approached. When the elevator door opened the crowd on the other side cheered: 🥳 🎂 (text-style:"italic","underline")[HAPPY BIRTHDAY!] 🎁 🎈 Turns out, Floor 42 was just a red herring, a clever puzzle to throw a surprise birthday party for the friendly delivery guy! You bid your fellow delivery guy a happy birthday and was about to proceed to your own party when you are jumped scared by a frantic man wearing a chef's hat who ackwardly asked. (click: "ackwardly asked")["You know spice shop here?" You shook your head. (click: "You shook your head.")[He sighed, wiping a bead of sweat from his brow. "Today I cook special dinner but something missing – Stargazer's Dust." (click: "Stargazer's Dust.")["Stargazer's Dust?" you repeated, eyebrows raised. He nodded in despair, "Very rare spice. Somebody say one shop here sell. Now nobody know where". Perhaps you can help (text-style:"underline")[find clues on the Noticeboard] to (text-style:"underline")[find the shop] or perhaps you should really (text-style:"underline")[head to the party] instead. It's your call. (display: "Elevator")]]]] (if: $chef is "false-skip")[The elevator lurched to a stop after a series of dings. Heart skipping a beat, a pang of self-doubt shot through you. Maybe you misread the clue? Perhaps you missunderstood. You stared at the floor you're at and had a sinking feeling you're on the wrong floor. You reached for the close button and silently apologize to your fellow passengers for the mistake. You proceed to press the correct floor and sent the elevator humming once again. (display: "Elevator")] (set: $deliveryperson to "true") (set: $chef to "false-skip") <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI0NDBf/Birthday.mp3" autoplay>

##FLOOR 4 --- The elevator lurched to a stop after a series of dings. Heart skipping a beat, a pang of self-doubt shot through you. Maybe you misread the clue? Perhaps you missunderstood. You stared at the floor you're at and had a sinking feeling you're on the wrong floor. You reached for the close button and silently apologize to your fellow passengers for the mistake. You proceed to press the correct floor and sent the elevator humming once again. (display: "Elevator") <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI0NDJf/Elevator%20Door%20Open.mp3" autoplay>

###FLOOR 6 --- The elevator lurched to a stop after a series of dings. Heart skipping a beat, a pang of self-doubt shot through you. Maybe you misread the clue? Perhaps you missunderstood. You stared at the floor you're at and had a sinking feeling you're on the wrong floor. You reached for the close button and silently apologize to your fellow passengers for the mistake. You proceed to press the correct floor and sent the elevator humming once again. (display: "Elevator") <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI0NDJf/Elevator%20Door%20Open.mp3" autoplay>

His eyes lit up like a Christmas tree when you agreed. You quickly assessed the situation and unknowingly began the most dramatic night of your life. And it starts with a metallic "DING" of the elevator, arriving in the lobby. You stepped into an industrial passenger elevator with a (text-style:"underline")[large vertical noticeboard] at the back wall. Two florecent strip light aligned the sides of the ceiling with a whirling ventilation fan humming in the center. 👉 First stop Level 5 (display: "Elevator") (set: $deliveryperson to "false-skip") <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MDk3NjRf/Ding.mp3" autoplay>

You assured the delivery guy that the urgent packages is in good hands. Boarding the elevator with you helming the buttons, you notice the time and was reminded that you are expected at the party soon. You apologies to the delivery guy that you're unable to assist for every floor but will definately drop him off at his first delivery destination 👉 the [[5th floor->5]]. (set: $deliveryperson to "dropoff-skip")

###FLOOR 8 - MANAGEMENT OFFICE --- (if: $chef is "false-skip")[The weight of disappointment settled on the chef's shoulders. "No Star Dust, no special dinner" he muttered in his heavy voice. "Don't worry," you assured him, a plan forming in your mind. "The management office might keep track of the BBQ pit bookings. There's a chance they can point us in the right direction." The floor bustled with activity. We approached the reception desk, manned by a young woman with a bored expression, briefly explaining our predicament. You launch into your [[carefully constructed story]]. <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI0NDJf/Elevator%20Door%20Open.mp3" autoplay>] (else:)[The elevator lurched to a stop after a series of dings. Heart skipping a beat, a pang of self-doubt shot through you. Maybe you misread the clue? Perhaps you missunderstood. You stared at the floor you're at and had a sinking feeling you're on the wrong floor. You reached for the close button and silently apologize to your fellow passengers for the mistake. You proceed to press the correct floor and sent the elevator humming once again. (display: "Elevator") <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI0NDJf/Elevator%20Door%20Open.mp3" autoplay>]

###FLOOR 9 --- The elevator lurched to a stop after a series of dings. Heart skipping a beat, a pang of self-doubt shot through you. Maybe you misread the clue? Perhaps you missunderstood. You stared at the floor you're at and had a sinking feeling you're on the wrong floor. You reached for the close button and silently apologize to your fellow passengers for the mistake. You proceed to press the correct floor and sent the elevator humming once again. (display: "Elevator") <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI0NDJf/Elevator%20Door%20Open.mp3" autoplay>

###FLOOR 11 --- (if: $socialite is "false-skip")[The doors opened to reveal a sight that melted your heart – a small child, her eyes filled with tears, clutching a worn teddy bear. "M-mommy?" she whimpered, her voice trembling. Lavinia's flamboyant facade softened instantly. She knelt before the child, her voice gentle as silk. "Oh no baby, i'm not your mommy but, there, there, little one. We'll help you find your mommy, I promise." "No, I'll help her find her mommy. You need to get back to that party and bring the house down with your finale," you replied. Lavinia, relieved to be off the hook, beamed. "Brilliant idea! Let's get this show on the road, shall we?" she declared, grabbing her wardrobe bags. [[You pressed the button up to the penthouse ->32]] to drop off Lavinia, ever so close to your destination. Damn your kind heart and all that nonsense. (set: $penthouse to 2)(set: $child to "false-skip") <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjM5MjRf/Cry.mp3" autoplay>] (else:)[The elevator lurched to a stop after a series of dings. Heart skipping a beat, a pang of self-doubt shot through you. Maybe you misread the clue? Perhaps you missunderstood. You stared at the floor you're at and had a sinking feeling you're on the wrong floor. You reached for the close button and silently apologize to your fellow passengers for the mistake. You proceed to press the correct floor and sent the elevator humming once again. (display: "Elevator") <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI0NDJf/Elevator%20Door%20Open.mp3" autoplay>]

###FLOOR 10 --- The elevator lurched to a stop after a series of dings. Heart skipping a beat, a pang of self-doubt shot through you. Maybe you misread the clue? Perhaps you missunderstood. You stared at the floor you're at and had a sinking feeling you're on the wrong floor. You reached for the close button and silently apologize to your fellow passengers for the mistake. You proceed to press the correct floor and sent the elevator humming once again. (display: "Elevator") <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI0NDJf/Elevator%20Door%20Open.mp3" autoplay>

###FLOOR 12 --- The elevator lurched to a stop after a series of dings. Heart skipping a beat, a pang of self-doubt shot through you. Maybe you misread the clue? Perhaps you missunderstood. You stared at the floor you're at and had a sinking feeling you're on the wrong floor. You reached for the close button and silently apologize to your fellow passengers for the mistake. You proceed to press the correct floor and sent the elevator humming once again. (display: "Elevator") <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI0NDJf/Elevator%20Door%20Open.mp3" autoplay>

###FLOOR 13 --- The elevator doors whooshed open to reveal an unsettling sight. The entire floor was shrouded in darkness except the emergency exit sign light filtering in. An unsettling chill hung in the air, and the silence occasionally broken by the squeaks of your shoes on the dusty floor. Gone were the usual apartment doors and windows, boarded-up with planks. As you ventured deeper into the gloom, a sound pierced the silence – a phone buzz, echoing from the far end of the hallway. The hair on the back of your neck stood up. [[👉 Keep Exploring ->Continue]] [[👉 Hell-nah ->Turn]] <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI0NDFf/Dark%20Floor.mp3" autoplay>

###FLOOR 15 --- The elevator lurched to a stop after a series of dings. Heart skipping a beat, a pang of self-doubt shot through you. Maybe you misread the clue? Perhaps you missunderstood. You stared at the floor you're at and had a sinking feeling you're on the wrong floor. You reached for the close button and silently apologize to your fellow passengers for the mistake. You proceed to press the correct floor and sent the elevator humming once again. (display: "Elevator") <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI0NDJf/Elevator%20Door%20Open.mp3" autoplay>

###FLOOR 14 --- The elevator lurched to a stop after a series of dings. Heart skipping a beat, a pang of self-doubt shot through you. Maybe you misread the clue? Perhaps you missunderstood. You stared at the floor you're at and had a sinking feeling you're on the wrong floor. You reached for the close button and silently apologize to your fellow passengers for the mistake. You proceed to press the correct floor and sent the elevator humming once again. (display: "Elevator") <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI0NDJf/Elevator%20Door%20Open.mp3" autoplay>

###FLOOR 18 - SPICE SHOP --- (if: $chef is "false-skip")[Upon alighting the elevator, the aroma of a thousand spices hit your senses. The shop was a treasure trove of exotic spices. The owner, a knowledgeable woman with eyes as bright as the spices themselves, listened intently to the chef's description. Her smile faltered. "Stargazer's Dust," she murmured, running a finger down a shelf. "I think (text-style:"underline")[I just sold my last jar] this morning. (text-style:"underline")[A customer bought it for their BBQ]." Disappointment clouded the chef's face. An idea sparked in your eyes and asked, "Do you happen to know who booked the barbecue pit?" The owner, ever helpful, suggested we check with the (text-style:"underline")[Management Office on Floor 8]. They surely kept track of such bookings. (display: "Elevator") <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI0NTFf/Spicy%20Store.mp3" autoplay>] (else:)[The elevator lurched to a stop after a series of dings. Heart skipping a beat, a pang of self-doubt shot through you. Maybe you misread the clue? Perhaps you missunderstood. You stared at the floor you're at and had a sinking feeling you're on the wrong floor. You reached for the close button and silently apologize to your fellow passengers for the mistake. You proceed to press the correct floor and sent the elevator humming once again. (display: "Elevator") <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI0NDJf/Elevator%20Door%20Open.mp3" autoplay>]

###FLOOR 19 --- The elevator lurched to a stop after a series of dings. Heart skipping a beat, a pang of self-doubt shot through you. Maybe you misread the clue? Perhaps you missunderstood. You stared at the floor you're at and had a sinking feeling you're on the wrong floor. You reached for the close button and silently apologize to your fellow passengers for the mistake. You proceed to press the correct floor and sent the elevator humming once again. (display: "Elevator") <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI0NDJf/Elevator%20Door%20Open.mp3" autoplay>

###FLOOR 17 --- The elevator lurched to a stop after a series of dings. Heart skipping a beat, a pang of self-doubt shot through you. Maybe you misread the clue? Perhaps you missunderstood. You stared at the floor you're at and had a sinking feeling you're on the wrong floor. You reached for the close button and silently apologize to your fellow passengers for the mistake. You proceed to press the correct floor and sent the elevator humming once again. (display: "Elevator") <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI0NDJf/Elevator%20Door%20Open.mp3" autoplay>

###FLOOR 16 - APARTMENT --- (if: $chef is "false-skip")[Minutes later, armed with the apartment number, we found ourselves at the 16th floor. The chef nervously rang the doorbell. (link-repeat: "A woman answered, looking flustered.")[(dialog: bind $stardust, "Yes? Can I help you?", "Put your hands up, this is a robbery!", "Hand over the stuff and nobody gets hurt.", "Have you found Jesus yet?", "A terrible curse has befallen onto you!")] The thought of you saying all that to her would make the conversation really entertaining but nobody wants to make the chaos of the night even worse. "I believe you bought the last jar of Stargazer's Dust from the Spice Shop upstairs," you explained. "My friend here is in desperate need of that and would very much aprecieate if you could spare just a pinch for his recipe. When the dots finally connected, she sheepishly replied, "Oh! That stuff? My husband is planning to grill steaks with them. I'm pretty sure he's prepping the meat at the (text-style:"bold","underline")[BBQ pit at Floor 20]. Finger's cross he hasn't used it all. You let out a long sigh and off you go. (display: "Elevator") <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI0NDJf/Elevator%20Door%20Open.mp3" autoplay>] (else:)[The elevator lurched to a stop after a series of dings. Heart skipping a beat, a pang of self-doubt shot through you. Maybe you misread the clue? Perhaps you missunderstood. You stared at the floor you're at and had a sinking feeling you're on the wrong floor. You reached for the close button and silently apologize to your fellow passengers for the mistake. You proceed to press the correct floor and sent the elevator humming once again. (display: "Elevator") <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI0NDJf/Elevator%20Door%20Open.mp3" autoplay>]

###FLOOR 20 - BBQ PIT --- (if: $chef is "false")[The elevator lurched to a stop after a series of dings. Heart skipping a beat, a pang of self-doubt shot through you. Maybe you misread the clue? Perhaps you missunderstood. You stared at the people minding their own barbecue with a sinking feeling that you're on the wrong floor. You reached for the close button and silently apologize to your fellow passengers for the mistake. You proceed to press the correct floor and sent the elevator humming once again. (display: "Elevator") <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI0NDJf/BBQ.mp3" autoplay>] (if: $chef is "false-skip")[A quick elevator ride later, you found the woman's husband tending to the grill. He readily agreed to share a handful of the precious spice. Gratitude shone in the chef's eyes as he thanked him profusely. Our unexpected elevator adventure had taken a bizarre turn, but ultimately led to a win-win situation. The chef secured his secret ingredient, and the BBQ got a touch of unexpected magic (hopefully, it wouldn't affect the steaks!). Finally it's time to get back on track. You've got a party to attend to! While awaiting for the elevator, your (text-style:"underline")[phone buzzed] insistently. [[👉 Answer the phone->answer]] [[👉 Ignore the unknown number->ignore]] (set: $chef to "true") <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI0Mzlf/BBQ.mp3" autoplay>] (if: $child is "false-skip")[(set: $x to 1)Lily's first clue – the barbecue – pointed you towards the BBQ pit floor. You arrived to find the remnants of a gathering, but everyone,has already cleared out except the cleaner. Disappointment gnawed at you, but you refused to give up. It dawned on you that instead of running around every floor like a lost puppy, you decided on a more strategic approach. You get Mom come to you instead. You descended Floor X where the security office is, hoping to use the building-wide intercom to reunite Lily with her worried mother. (display: "Elevator2") <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI0Mzhf/BBQ%20Cleaning.mp3" autoplay>]

###FLOOR 21 --- The elevator lurched to a stop after a series of dings. Heart skipping a beat, a pang of self-doubt shot through you. Maybe you misread the clue? Perhaps you missunderstood. You stared at the floor you're at and had a sinking feeling you're on the wrong floor. You reached for the close button and silently apologize to your fellow passengers for the mistake. You proceed to press the correct floor and sent the elevator humming once again. (display: "Elevator") <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI0NDJf/Elevator%20Door%20Open.mp3" autoplay>

###FLOOR 23 --- The elevator lurched to a stop after a series of dings. Heart skipping a beat, a pang of self-doubt shot through you. Maybe you misread the clue? Perhaps you missunderstood. You stared at the floor you're at and had a sinking feeling you're on the wrong floor. You reached for the close button and silently apologize to your fellow passengers for the mistake. You proceed to press the correct floor and sent the elevator humming once again. (display: "Elevator") <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI0NDJf/Elevator%20Door%20Open.mp3" autoplay>

###FLOOR 22 --- (align:"=><=")[<img src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjQxMDBf/Package-4.jpg" width="100%">] Package number three, addressed to a Mr. Tanaka, was delivered without a hitch. But the (text-style:"underline")[final package], presents a new challenge. With perpetually tired eyes, you looked at the strikingly striped mono-tone package that looked more like a birthday present than a standard delivery. What made you take a second glace was the messy handwriten scrawl on it's label - "(text-style:"underline")[Unit 42]" Alex scratched his head, a frown creasing his forehead. The high-rise loft only boasted 32 floors. "Maybe it's a typo?" he muttered, flipping the package over in his calloused hands. No other address or clues graced the exterior. Back in the elevator, you faced the Noticeboard in hopes to find hints or clues to your next destination. A spark of hope flickered in your eyes. If this was indeed a (text-style:"underline")[birthday present] for someone throwing a party, there might be (text-style:"underline")[an invitation] on the board, hopefully with the actual unit number. (display: "Elevator")

###FLOOR 25 --- The elevator lurched to a stop after a series of dings. Heart skipping a beat, a pang of self-doubt shot through you. Maybe you misread the clue? Perhaps you missunderstood. You stared at the floor you're at and had a sinking feeling you're on the wrong floor. You reached for the close button and silently apologize to your fellow passengers for the mistake. You proceed to press the correct floor and sent the elevator humming once again. (display: "Elevator") <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI0NDJf/Elevator%20Door%20Open.mp3" autoplay>

###FLOOR 28 --- The elevator lurched to a stop after a series of dings. Heart skipping a beat, a pang of self-doubt shot through you. Maybe you misread the clue? Perhaps you missunderstood. You stared at the floor you're at and had a sinking feeling you're on the wrong floor. You reached for the close button and silently apologize to your fellow passengers for the mistake. You proceed to press the correct floor and sent the elevator humming once again. (display: "Elevator") <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI0NDJf/Elevator%20Door%20Open.mp3" autoplay>

###FLOOR 26 - MAGICIAN APARTMENT --- (if: $magician is "false-skip")[ The elevator doors slid open once more, revealing a surprising sight. The missing magician, David himself, standing inside his apartment, looking flustered. "There you are!" you exclaimed. "Everyone's waiting for you upstairs." David let out a sheepish grin. "I tripped over myself while i was heading out," he explained, gesturing towards a set of keys and phone just outside the locked entrance. "Those slipped out from my hand and landed there unfortunately" You picked up the (link-repeat: "keys,")[(link-repeat: "unlocked the apartment gate,")[(link-repeat: "and handed him his phone.")[ "Thanks a bunch," David said, relief washing over his face. "Looks like a magician needs a little rescuing sometimes too." "Well, the party upstairs could definitely use some magic right now," you hinted, remembering Sarah's concern. A mischievous grin spread across David's face as he declared, (link-repeat: "Abracadabra David will be there in a flash!")[ You are suddenly engulfed with a thick cloud of smoke, blinding and choking as you waved your hands around, desperately trying to clear the air. But when it finally cleared, David was gone. He had vanished into thin air, leaving you blinking in disbelief. Shaking off the lingering effects of the mind-bending show, you pressed the button for the top floor. (display: "Elevator Moving") (set: $magician to "true") <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjUxMzJf/Magic.mp3" autoplay> ]]]]] (else:)[The elevator lurched to a stop after a series of dings. Heart skipping a beat, a pang of self-doubt shot through you. Maybe you misread the clue? Perhaps you missunderstood. You stared at the floor you're at and had a sinking feeling you're on the wrong floor. You reached for the close button and silently apologize to your fellow passengers for the mistake. You proceed to press the correct floor and sent the elevator humming once again. (display: "Elevator") <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI0NDJf/Elevator%20Door%20Open.mp3" autoplay>]

###FLOOR 24 --- The elevator lurched to a stop after a series of dings. Heart skipping a beat, a pang of self-doubt shot through you. Maybe you misread the clue? Perhaps you missunderstood. You stared at the floor you're at and had a sinking feeling you're on the wrong floor. You reached for the close button and silently apologize to your fellow passengers for the mistake. You proceed to press the correct floor and sent the elevator humming once again. (display: "Elevator") <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI0NDJf/Elevator%20Door%20Open.mp3" autoplay>

###FLOOR 27 --- The elevator lurched to a stop after a series of dings. Heart skipping a beat, a pang of self-doubt shot through you. Maybe you misread the clue? Perhaps you missunderstood. You stared at the floor you're at and had a sinking feeling you're on the wrong floor. You reached for the close button and silently apologize to your fellow passengers for the mistake. You proceed to press the correct floor and sent the elevator humming once again. (display: "Elevator") <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI0NDJf/Elevator%20Door%20Open.mp3" autoplay>

###FLOOR 29 --- The elevator lurched to a stop after a series of dings. Heart skipping a beat, a pang of self-doubt shot through you. Maybe you misread the clue? Perhaps you missunderstood. You stared at the floor you're at and had a sinking feeling you're on the wrong floor. You reached for the close button and silently apologize to your fellow passengers for the mistake. You proceed to press the correct floor and sent the elevator humming once again. (display: "Elevator") <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI0NDJf/Elevator%20Door%20Open.mp3" autoplay>

###FLOOR 30 --- The elevator lurched to a stop after a series of dings. Heart skipping a beat, a pang of self-doubt shot through you. Maybe you misread the clue? Perhaps you missunderstood. You stared at the floor you're at and had a sinking feeling you're on the wrong floor. You reached for the close button and silently apologize to your fellow passengers for the mistake. You proceed to press the correct floor and sent the elevator humming once again. (display: "Elevator") <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI0NDJf/Elevator%20Door%20Open.mp3" autoplay>

###FLOOR 31 --- The elevator lurched to a stop after a series of dings. Heart skipping a beat, a pang of self-doubt shot through you. Maybe you misread the clue? Perhaps you missunderstood. You stared at the floor you're at and had a sinking feeling you're on the wrong floor. You reached for the close button and silently apologize to your fellow passengers for the mistake. You proceed to press the correct floor and sent the elevator humming once again. (display: "Elevator") <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI0NDJf/Elevator%20Door%20Open.mp3" autoplay>

###GROUND LOBBY --- (if: $lobby is 0)[The lobby hummed with anticipation and expectant sighs. You barely notice a Delivery Guy, pacing like a caged panther. "Excuse me!" he wheezed, juggling four precariously stacked packages each emblazoned with a different urgent stamp. "Think you might be able to lend a hand? I've got urgent deliveries here, but my arms are about to give out." [[👉 Help delivery guy ->Help]] [[👉 Decline and make excuse ->Decline]]] (if: $lobby is 1)[The doors whooshed open, revealing the brightly lit lobby. You stepped out, feeling like a deflated balloon. Maybe next time, you'd stick to parties on the ground floor, where the security guards had a better sense of humor. (display: "Socialite2") <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI0NDJf/Elevator%20Door%20Open.mp3" autoplay>] (if: $lobby is 2)[The doors hissed open, revealing the brightly lit lobby. Deflated, you slunk out, my dreams of penthouse evaporating like a cheap magic trick. Maybe a little less sarcasm next time, you thought, as the elevator doors shut you out, leaving you with nothing but the sting of rejection and a newfound respect for the power of a stern security guard. (display: "Socialite2") <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI0NDJf/Elevator%20Door%20Open.mp3" autoplay>] (if: $lobby is 3)[It was almost morning. The party was surely over by now, a casualty of the night's events. Glancing at the stairs, a sudden longing for the comfort of your own bed filled you. As you bid farewell to Lily and her tearful mother, a group of friends materialized from the lobby. "Hey! Where have you been all night?" they called out. I opened my mouth to launch into a breathless recount of the night's adventure, but a yawn escaped me instead. "How about we grab some breakfast first?" they suggested, pointing across the street. "There's a great place right here. You can tell us all about it then." With a tired smile, you nodded in agreement. The night's adventure, filled with a frantic delivery guy, a lost child, and a rogue elevator, might just be the best story to tell over steaming coffee and warm pancakes. <img src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjUxNTNf/The-End.jpg"> --- Pick another path, Restart your journey --- (click:"Restart")[(restart:)] <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MDkxNjhf/Ending%20Good.mp3" autoplay> ]

(b4r:"dotted")+(box:"X=", 7)[(text-style:"bold","underline")[ELEVATOR] Choose Floor and Press "GO" [[Noticeboard]] (dropdown: bind $floor, "lobby", "2", "3", "4", "5", "6", "7", "8", "9", "10", "11", "12", "13", "14", "15", "16", "17", "18", "19", "20", "21", "22", "23", "24", "25", "26", "27", "28", "29", "30", "31", "32") (button:"X====")[[GO->Elevator Redirect]]]

(redirect: $floor)

(set: $socialpoints to 0) (set: $lobby to 0) (set: $penthouse to 0) (set: $x to 0) (set: $deliveryperson to "false") (set: $chef to "false") (set: $magician to "false") (set: $security to "false") (set: $socialite to "false") (set: $child to "false")

Elevator Notice Board / 👈 Go Back (click: "Go Back")[(undo:)] <img src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjQxMzBf/Noticeboard.jpg" width="100%">

Just as abruptly as it started, the ringing stopped the moment you took a few tentative steps closer. Struggling to make sense of the inky darkness, (link-reveal: "you switched on your phone flashlight.")+(t8n:'dissolve')[ Suddenly, a low growl ripped through the silence. you froze, hearts pounding in your chests. In the (t8n: "flicker")[flickering light of your phone], a hulking figure emerged from the shadows. A homeless man, his eyes wide with startled fear, (link-reveal: "looked at you with anger.")+(t8n:'dissolve')[ You both stumbled back, adrenaline pumping. Backtracking swiftly, you retreated to the safety of the elevator. Just outside the elevator, a shopping cart stood unnoticed with a note taped to it. (link-repeat: "It read...")[(dialog:[All deliveries for Floor 13 – Please leave package here in the shopping cart.], "Sure.")] Glancing at each Alex, you shrugged and placed the package in the cart and moved on quickly. As the doors shut behind you, you caught your breath, shaken by the unexpected encounter. Just a normal Tuesday evening, you assume. Onwards with the (text-style:"underline")[3rd delivery - Floor 22], here you go. (display: "Elevator") ]]

You both stumbled back, adrenaline pumping. Backtracking swiftly, you retreated to the safety of the elevator. Just outside the elevator, a shopping cart stood with a note taped to it. (link-repeat: "It read...")[(dialog:[Delivery for Floor 13 – Please leave package here in the shopping cart.], "Sure.")] Glancing at each other, you shrugged and deposited the package in the cart before quickly moving on. As the doors shut behind you, you caught your breath, shaken by the unexpected encounter. Just a normal Tuesday evening, you assume. Onwards with the (text-style:"underline")[3rd delivery - Floor 22], here you go. (display: "Elevator")

(redirect: "Security Q1")

The accend was suddenly disrupted by an unknown pit-stop at one of the other floor. The elevator doors hissed open, revealing a scene far removed from the anticipated party atmosphere. A broad-shouldered security officer stood in the doorway, arms crossed, his face an iron mask. As he stepped in, the doors clanged shut with finality, trapping me in a steel box with my interrogator. He didn't waste any time. His voice was a low rumble, laced with skepticism. "Never seen you around the building before. New resident?" You took a deep breath, forcing a smile and replied: (set: $sq to 0) (b4r:"dotted","none")+(b4r-colour:white)[Choose your reply carefully] (link:"👉 Meeting someone here") [(set: $sq to it + 1)(go-to:"Security Q2")] (link:"👉 Visiting a friend. He's having a party here.") [(set: $sq to it + 2)(go-to:"Security Q2")] (link:"👉 Nah, i'm just a big fan of elevators. Wheee...") [(set: $sq to it + 5)(go-to:"Security Q2")] <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjUxNzBf/Suspense.mp3" autoplay>

His gaze narrowed. "Party huh? Wouldn't happen to know what floor it's happening, would you?" There it was. The first hurdle. You hadn't anticipated them checking guest lists beforehand. But you couldn't falter now. (link:"👉 I'll rather not disclose personal info to strangers") [(set: $sq to it + 1)(go-to:"Security Q3")] (link:"👉 Top of the building, right?") [(set: $sq to it + 2)(go-to:"Security Q3")] (link:"👉 These floors all look alike.") [(set: $sq to it + 5)(go-to:"Security Q3")]

He continued his line of questioning, each one designed to trip me up. "You're not on the guest list I checked earlier today." (link:"👉 Looks like, you're not very good at your job huh?") [(set: $sq to it + 1)(go-to:"Security Q4")] (link:"👉 I've got the invite right here in my phone") [(set: $sq to it + 2)(go-to:"Security Q4")] (link:"👉 Oh yeah? What's my name then?") [(set: $sq to it + 5)(go-to:"Security Q4")]

(set: $security to "true")He grunted, suspicion still flickering in his eyes. The corner of his mouth twitched ever so slightly. Maybe you've gotten through to him? (if: $sq > 0 and < 6) [The security officer stared at me, his face a mask of incredulity. "Alright, listen up. You're not going anywhere near the penthouse. This elevator is taking you straight down to the lobby, and you're staying there. Understand?" Deflated, you could only nod. The doors slid shut, and you sank against the wall, defeated. My night of excitement had crashed and burned in a fiery mess of bad lies. As the elevator descended, the muffled sounds of the party faded, replaced by the dull hum of disappointment. [[Lobby]](set: $lobby to 1)] (if: $sq > 5 and < 11) [After a tense beat of silence, he sighed, his posture relaxing a fraction. "Alright," he conceded, perhaps a hint of amusement in his voice. "You seem fine. But any funny business, and it's straight back down to the lobby." Relief washed over you. You managed to navigate the interrogation without raising any red flags. "No funny business at all, sir," you assured him, a smile returning to your face with genuine sincerity. "Just here to enjoy the, uh, breathtaking view." With a curt nod, he alighted from the elevator and allowed you proceed to the penthouse by pressing the button for you to (button:"X=")[[The Penthouse - Floor 32 ->32]] That was a close call, but you've managed to turn a potentially disastrous encounter into a chance to reach your destination. The night, it seemed, was just getting started. (set: $penthouse to 1)] (if: $sq > 10 and < 16) [The elevator lurched to a sudden halt. The guard's face had gone from suspicion to full-blown annoyance. "You know what?" he spat, his voice tight. "I don't have time for this. This elevator's going straight down to the lobby, and you're getting off." A flicker of panic sparked in my chest, but you maintained the facade. "Oh, come on, buzzkill," you whined. "Can't a guy have a little high-altitude fun?" He slammed a meaty hand on the button marked "[[Lobby]]". "This isn't fun," he growled. "It's called trespassing. Now, out." (set: $lobby to 2)]

(if: $deliveryperson is "false-skip") [(redirect: "Bad-End")] (if: $deliveryperson is "dropoff-skip") [(redirect: "Bad-End")] (if: $chef is "false-skip") [(redirect: "Bad-End")] (if: $magician is "false-skip") [(redirect: "Bad-End")] (if: $security is "false-skip") [(redirect: "Bad-End")] (if: $socialite is "false-skip") [(redirect: "OK-End")] (if: $child is "false-skip") [(redirect: "OK-End")]

(display: "story")We could clearly see her gears starting to turn, trying to process what i have just made up, With your fingers crossed, you eargerly awaited for her reponse. She straightened in her chair, suddenly invested a reply: "Let me get this straight. Your $story1 friend here, needs access to $story2 and because of last-min booking by $story4, there might be a double booking. Also, i very much apreacieated your concern about disrupting our $story5. We do strive for resident satisfaction here." You leaned in further, feigning worry. "Is there any way you could discreetly check your system and see who else booked the barbecue pit tonight?" The receptionist hesitated, then nodded slowly, a hint of importance coloring her cheeks. "[[Let me see what I can do]]. But this has to stay between us, alright?" "Absolutely," you winked. "Discretion is our middle name." <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI4ODJf/Office.mp3" autoplay>

While the receptionist tapped away at her computer, you exchanged a silent grin with the chef. Your little white lie might have been slightly unethical, but the desperation in the chef's eyes is hard to ignore. After a minute that felt like an eternity, the young woman wrote the number - (text-style:"bold","underline")[1602] - on her post-its and passed it to you. "Not a word of this to anyone." "Our lips are sealed," you promised, offering a grateful smile. With the information you needed, you thanked the receptionist profusely and raced back to the elevator with renewed hope. (display: "Elevator")

(b4r:"dotted")+(box:"X=", 7)[(text-style:"bold","underline")[ELEVATOR] Choose Floor and Press "GO" [[Noticeboard]] (dropdown: bind $floor, "X", "B3", "B2", "B1", "lobby", "2", "3", "4", "5", "6", "7", "8", "9", "10", "11", "12", "13", "14", "15", "16", "17", "18", "19", "20", "21", "22", "23", "24", "25", "26", "27", "28", "29", "30", "31", "32") (button:"X====")[[GO->Elevator Redirect]]]

###BASEMENT 1 - CARPARK --- (if: $socialite is "false-skip")[As the elevator descended, Lavinia launched into a hilarious, rapid-fire account of the party's ongoing drama. A missing diamond necklace, a jealous ex-boyfriend, and a celebrity chef with a burnt soufflé – it seemed chaos was the order of the night. (text-style:"underline")[B1, the designated carpark floor], arrived with a ding. Lavinia practically power walked towards her car, with you scurrying behind. Upon reaching her car, a cascade of make-up cases and garmant bags are balanced in your arms. "That should be it. Let's head back up now. You're a life saver my dear." You sheepishly accepted the gratitude and carefully made your way back to the elevator. While inside, (text-style:"bold","underline")[the unknown "X" button] piqued your curiosity. "Intriguing, isn't it?" Lavinia purred, a mischievous glint in her eyes. [[👉 A quick peek won't hurt ->Peek]] [[👉 Don't get distracted ->Party]] <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjUyMDdf/Carpark-Car-Walk.mp3" autoplay>] (else:)[The elevator lurched to a stop after a series of dings. Heart skipping a beat, a pang of self-doubt shot through you. Maybe you misread the clue? Perhaps you missunderstood. You stared at the floor you're at and had a sinking feeling you're on the wrong floor. You reached for the close button and silently apologize to your fellow passengers for the mistake. You proceed to press the correct floor and sent the elevator humming once again. (display: "Elevator") <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI0NDJf/Elevator%20Door%20Open.mp3" autoplay>]

###BASEMENT 2 - CARPARK --- The elevator lurched to a stop after a series of dings. Heart skipping a beat, a pang of self-doubt shot through you. Maybe you misread the clue? Perhaps you missunderstood. Because all you see now is an empty parking lot. You stared at the floor you're at and had a sinking feeling you're on the wrong floor. You reached for the close button and silently apologize to your fellow passengers for the mistake. You proceed to press the correct floor and sent the elevator humming once again. (display: "Elevator") <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI0NDJf/Elevator%20Door%20Open.mp3" autoplay>

###BASEMENT 3 - STORAGE --- The elevator lurched to a stop after a series of dings. Heart skipping a beat, a pang of self-doubt shot through you. Maybe you misread the clue? Perhaps you missunderstood. Because all you see now is what looks like a junkyard. You assumed the building management uses this place as storage. You stared at the floor you're at and had a sinking feeling you're on the wrong floor. You reached for the close button and silently apologize to your fellow passengers for the mistake. You proceed to press the correct floor and sent the elevator humming once again. (display: "Elevator") <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI0NDJf/Elevator%20Door%20Open.mp3" autoplay>

###FLOOR X - SECURITY --- (if: $child is "false-skip")[(if: $x is 0)[(redirect: "X2")] (if: $x is 1)[As the elevator decends, a voice crackled through the speaker. It was the security guard, addressing Lily's mother! Apparently, the woman had reported a missing child and was currently waiting in the lobby. Relief flooded you – you're are almost there! But fate, it seemed, had other plans. Just as you reach for the lobby button, the elevator came to a halt. The lights flickered and died, plunging you into darkness. Panic clawed at your throat, but you held it in, forcing a reassuring smile for Lily. Even without power, the elevator inexplicably continued its descent and stopped at the lowest floor. You hear muffled voices on the other side of the door – the security guard and Lily's mother, assuring us that help is on its way. Minutes stretched into eternity as you sat in darkness. Your fidgety self seem to unable to be non-productive anymore and laid out options of action you might do. [[Pry<- 👉 This is slow, let's pry open the doors now]] [[Press<- 👉 Maybe pressing all the buttons might trigger something]] [[Climb<- 👉 That ceiling hatch seems interesting]] [[Wait<- 👉 How about we just patiently wait?]]]] (else:)[The elevator lurched to a stop after a series of dings. Heart skipping a beat, a pang of self-doubt shot through you. Maybe you misread the clue? Perhaps you missunderstood. You stared at the floor you're at and had a sinking feeling you're on the wrong floor. You reached for the close button and silently apologize to your fellow passengers for the mistake. You proceed to press the correct floor and sent the elevator humming once again. (display: "Elevator") <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI0NDJf/Elevator%20Door%20Open.mp3" autoplay>]

Confused, you stumbled after her. Here you are, expecting a night of elegant small talk and champagne flutes, and now you are apparently being recruited for some unknown mission. To your surprise, there were (text-style:"underline")[no elevator buttons leading down. ] Lavinia sighed dramatically, muttering something about "incompetent decorators," then surprised you again by sliding a hidden panel open at the base of the control wall. A set of (text-style:"underline")[four new buttons], labeled (text-style:"underline")["B1," "B2," "B3," and a mysterious "X,"] winked back at us. "Be a darling and press the B1 button my dear." (display: "Elevator2") (set: $socialite to "false-skip")

Lavinia, ever the adventurer, was all for exploring the unknown but you, on the other hand, pictured more dusty basements and cobwebs, and the allure of the ongoing party was too strong to resist. "Perhaps another time," you suggested, a touch of regret in your voice. "Right now, I need the party more." Lavinia, though disappointed, conceded. With a mischievous glint in her eye, she pressed the elevator button for the penthouse. While riding the elevator, it lurched to a halt on the [[11]]th floor.

Curiosity gnawed at you both as the elevator descended. The enigmatic button labeled "X" beckoned, a silent challenge amidst the polished chrome and plush carpet. Lavinia, ever the thrill-seeker, glanced at her watch. "My grand finale isn't for another hour, after the DJ finishes his set," she declared, a playful glint in her eyes. "A quick peek at the forbidden floor wouldn't hurt, would it?" With a hesitant nod, you pressed the button, the elevator humming as it descended beyond the familiar floors. The doors slid open with a dramatic whoosh, revealing a scene straight out of a dusty film noir. A dark, winding corridor stretched before us, lit only by (text-style:"blink")[a single flickering bulb]. Cobwebs draped down like ghostly curtains, and the air hung heavy with the smell of disuse. You come to a fork in your path, both at most intriguing in nature. [[Stairs<- 👉 Up a creepy stairwell, you hear distant crowd]] [[Security<- 👉 Along a dark corridor, you see a lighted room]]

Desperate to do something, you fumbled around in the darkness, searching for a way to pry open the doors. But there was nothing – no crowbar, no hidden release mechanism. Let's try something else. [[Pry<- 👉 This is slow, let's pry open the doors now]] [[Press<- 👉 Maybe pressing all the buttons might trigger something]] [[Climb<- 👉 That ceiling hatch seems interesting]] [[Wait<- 👉 How about we just patiently wait?]]

Frustration bubbled within you. You could could easily just sit there and wait but your hands has a mind of it's own. In a desperate attempt to get things moving, you started pressing all the elevator buttons, hoping for some random miracle. As if on cue, the lights flickered back to life, revealing a red glow emanating from the buttons. A security guard's voice crackled through the intercom again, informing us that the elevator technician was on his way. [[But the ordeal is far from over ->Breakdown]].

Trapped and in the dark, fear threatened to consume you. But seeing Lily's trembling form, you knew you had to stay strong. A crazy idea popped into your head. "Lily," you whispered, "can you climb?" "Climb?" she echoed, her voice small. "There's a hatch on the top of the elevator. If I can climb up, maybe I can get help from there." The idea was risky, but you couldn't bear sitting here helpless. Before you could act, a voice boomed through the speaker. "Sir, please don't climb the shaft! It's extremely dangerous!" The security guard's voice snapped you back to reality. You shouldn't risk Lily's safety or your own for a reckless idea. Let's try something else. [[Pry<- 👉 This is slow, let's pry open the doors now]] [[Press<- 👉 Maybe pressing all the buttons might trigger something]] [[Climb<- 👉 That ceiling hatch seems interesting]] [[Wait<- 👉 How about we just patiently wait?]]

(set: $penthouse to 3)We sat in the darkness, the only sounds being Lily's occasional sniffle and the distant clang of what could be drilling or banging. You literally have to wait for 20 seconds for all of this to be over . {(live: 20s)+(t8n:'dissolve')[(stop:)Then, just as abruptly as it went out, the power returned. The elevator came back alive and slid the doors open, revealing a (link-reveal: "frantic mother.")+(t8n:'dissolve')[ Tears streamed down her face as she scooped Lily into a tight hug. Gratitude filled the air. The security guard, a gruff man, offered a nod of approval that (link-reveal: "propelled you forward.")+(t8n:'dissolve')[ It was a long night, and exhaustion gnawed at your bones. You could head home, crawl into bed, and forget the whole night ever happened or you could press the button for the penthouse, to see what remained of the party and, more importantly, reconnect with your friends. [[👉 Let me answer to the callings of my pillow ->Home]] [[👉 Not leaving without a drink, let's party!->Party2]] ] ] ]} (set: $child to "true") <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI0NDNf/Fixing.mp3" autoplay>

The elevator lurched back into motion, its movements erratic. It jerked to a stop between floors, then crawled agonizingly slow. All the while, you kept Lily calm, whispering assurance and promising everything would be alright. The elevator in it's final push, halted exactly at the top floor and powered down. Unfortunately to our horror, the doors remained stubbornly shut. A muffled voice seeped through the gap of the door, introducing you the long awaited elevator technician. The technician's voice, now laced with urgency, explained the situation. A malfunctioning panel inside the elevator was interfering with the manual override system outside. [[Disable<- Disabling the system on your side, he explained, was your only hope.]] <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI0NDRf/Generator%20Powerdown.mp3" autoplay>

Your heart pounded as you followed his instructions, feeling around the dimly lit interior for the control panel. "There's a square panel below the speaker that will undisclose the internal wiring for the elevator but you'll need to unscrew it open" You explained to the technician that you left your tool box at home and request an alternative way. (set: $hit to 0) (link-rerun: "Just hit the panel 5 times")+(t8n:'shudder')[ (set: $hit to it + 1)(if: $hit > 5)[ (b4r:"solid")+(box:"X=", 6)+(bg:#171716)[ The panel popped open and clanked to the floor. There exposed, a neatly bundled wiring system. All you need to do is cut the red wire. [[Disconnect<- Your fingers brushed against the bundle, grabbed the specified wire and with a deep breath, you disconnect it]] <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI4Mjhf/Metal%20Hit.mp3" autoplay>]] (else:)[(b4r:"solid")+(box:"X=", 2)+(bg:#171716)[Elevator Eletrical Panel <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI4Mjhf/Metal%20Hit.mp3" autoplay>]] ]

A wave of relief washed over you as the lights flickered back on, replaced with the warm glow of normality. The elevator doors slid open to reveal a scene of joyous chaos. As you stepped out, a deafening cheer erupted from the party crowd. Apparently, the whole drama happening in the elevator had been broadcast live on the party's public speaker system, thanks to the security cameras catching the commotion. Lily's mother rushed in, tears streaming down her face, and engulfed her daughter in a hug. Your friends rushed over, their faces a mixture of relief and amusement. In the aftermath, the story of your elevator adventure spread like wildfire. [[Party3<- You became a local hero, showered with gratitude and relieved smiles. ]] (set: $child to "true") <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI0NDVf/Party%20Cheer.mp3" autoplay>

"We heard the whole thing!", Lavinia said as she materialized from the crowd, her mascara slightly smudged but her smile as bright as ever. "Darling!" she declared, engulfing me in a dramatic embrace. "You saved the day! And my grand finale! You deserve a medal, and a lifetime supply of champagne, of course!" The retelling of the night's events was met with gasps and guffaws. Laughter and stories filled the air as you shared drinks, a makeshift toast to unexpected friendships and thrilling mishaps. The sunrise cast a golden glow on the city skyline, a beautiful reminder that even after a night of darkness, a new day always dawns. <img src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjUxNTNf/The-End.jpg"> --- Pick another path, Restart your journey --- (click:"Restart")[(restart:)] <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MDkxNjhf/Ending%20Good.mp3" autoplay>

(set: $lobby to 3) (redirect: "Lobby")

###FLOOR 32 - THE PENTHOUSE --- As the doors slid open, a wave of cheers and clapping crashed over you. People, faces you vaguely recognized from the pre-elevator chaos, were grinning and showering you with praise. Apparently, the story of your impromptu elevator detective / delivery / escort / babysitting session, has spread like wildfire and had become a party lore. [[Party3<-"Elevator Hero!"]] someone bellowed. With a sheepish grin, you waded into the throng of people, ready to embrace whatever this unexpected turn of events had to offer. Tonight, it appeared, you are a hero, and for once, you are content to enjoy the role. <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI0NDVf/Party%20Cheer.mp3" autoplay>

###FLOOR 32 - THE PENTHOUSE --- You stearnly made up your mind that tonight was going to be about you. Reaching the pinnacle of the building, you envisioned yourself mingling with the city's elite, forging new alliances, and basking in the party's aura. Your confidence, however, came crashing down at the elevator doors. Like an immovable gate, (link-reveal: "a burly bouncer stood guard.")[(dialog: [Hold on there, buddy, You got an invite?], "Right here.")(dialog: [Sorry pal, physical invite only. No exceptions.], "But..", "What..", "Huh..", "Seriously", "WTF") Frustration bubbled up inside you. Arguing with a bouncer twice your size seemed like a losing proposition. Defeated, you call your friend, but the call went straight to voicemail. As you storm out of the building approaching your car, you remembered your stash of snacks and beer in the backseat. To fizz out your frustration, you cracking open a can and took a long swig (link-reveal: "before driving home.")+(t8n: "slide-up")[ Turning the corner, your headlights illuminated a row of flashing lights. A police roadblock. Your heart stopped at the sight of the open beer can in the cupholder. The night that promised so much ended with a whimper, a police officer's stern voice cutting through the air as he request you to exit your car. The penthouse party, the connections, the excitement – all vanished, replaced by the harsh reality of a potential DUI and a hefty fine. As the officer took my license and registration, you realized some nights are best left forgotten. <img src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjUxNTNf/The-End.jpg"> --- Pick another path, Restart your journey --- (click:"Restart")[(restart:)]]] <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MDkxNjdf/Ending%20Bad.mp3" autoplay>

###FLOOR 32 - THE PENTHOUSE --- The penthouse elevator doors slid open, revealing a whirlwind of feathers, jewels, and precariously high heels. It was Lavinia Dupont, the building's most flamboyant socialite, a walking explosion of color in a shimmering emerald gown. "There you are!" she exclaimed, grabbing my hand in a surprisingly strong grip. "Darling, I desperately need your help! A fashion crisis of epic proportions!" Before you could even blink, she was pulling me toward the elevator, her urgency leaving no room for questions. "[[Carpark B1, quick! ->Carpark B1]]" (set: $socialite to "false-skip") <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI0NDJf/Elevator%20Door%20Open.mp3" autoplay>

###FLOOR 32 - THE PENTHOUSE --- With Lily by your side, the elevator door open to the bustling crowd outside. Lavinia, ever the professional, gave you a playful wink. "Don't worry, darling," she whispered. "I'll finish the show. You find our little lost soul's mommy. Then, come find me! The finale wouldn't be the same without my biggest fan." With a grateful smile, you take Lily's hand, feeling a newfound purpose for the night. Perhaps the penthouse party could wait. First things first, we have a missing mommy to find and the only clue to her whereabouts is a telltale (text-style:"underline")[stain of BBQ sauce] on Lilly's dress. (display: "Elevator2") (set: $child to "false-skip") <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI0NDJf/Elevator%20Door%20Open.mp3" autoplay>

###FLOOR 32 - THE PENTHOUSE --- By the time you reached the top, the party has already wind down. The air hung heavy with the remnants of merriment – discarded champagne flutes, crumpled cocktail napkins, and a general sense of fatigue. Disappointment gnawed at you. Spotting your friends huddled near the bar, you made your way over. It seems everyone else had an eventful night. A pang of regret shot through you, a stark reminder of the missed adventures on the lower floors. You decided to call it a night as dwelling on it wouldn't bring them back. Perhaps the real story wasn't confined to the penthouse. Maybe the excitement, the unexpected turns, and the chance to make a difference lay waiting on every floor, for those willing to look beyond the allure of a glittering party. It was a lesson learned a little too late, but a lesson nonetheless. <img src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjUxNTNf/The-End.jpg"> --- Pick another path, Restart your journey --- (click:"Restart")[(restart:)] <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MDkxNjlf/Ending%20OK.mp3" autoplay>

Fortunately the stairs only lead upwards, which means you're getting closer to the surface. As you explored deeper along the twisting corridors, lined with empty crates and dusty shelves, a faint aroma of aged wine tickled your nose. Before long, you are surrounded by boxes of alcohol, wine and beer crates. (link-repeat: "Questions ran through your mind...")[(dialog:[Is this a wine cellar?], "Looks like it.")(dialog:[Who does this cellar belong to?], "The Loft won't have one. Maybe a nearby bar?")(dialog:[How much trouble are we going to be in? ], "I bet alot, buddy!") Before you can ponder even furthur, a rickety wooden ladder emerged in the corner of the room. It led upwards, disappearing through a dusty trapdoor in the ceiling. A surge of adventurous spirit coursed through you. "Lavinia," you whispered, (text-style:"underline")[pointing to the ladder]. [[👉 Climb up the creaky ladder ->Ladder]] [[👉 Trace your steps back to the elevator ->Party]]] <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI0NTJf/Walk%20Up%20Stairs.mp3" autoplay>

(align:"=><=")[<img src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjY2NjRf/Security.jpg" width="100%">] As you veered around the corner a heavy metal door emblazoned with a security symbol came to sight. You glanced at Lavinia as your intrigue piqued. "Security room?" gesturing towards the door as you approach it. She shrugged again, a playful smile on her lips. "Maybe that's where they keep the secret stash of champagne." Sneaking through the unlocked door, you are treated to a view of an array of security monitors, flickering with life, displaying live feeds of every floor in the building. But your heart froze at one image on the screen. It was the 10th floor - a man, his face obscured by shadow, was violently prying open the door to an apartment. Panic surged through you. [[👉 That man needs to be stopped! ->intervine]] [[👉 Best not to get into other people's business ->assume]] <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI0NDlf/Security%20Room.mp3" autoplay>

"Let's see where this rabbit hole leads, shall we?" you mischievously said The climb was short but dusty. The ladder creaked upon your weight You feel that the door is alittle stuck so shove the door up with all your strength. In a single chaotic moment, the door swung open hard, screams was heard above, followed by furnitures toppling over and wine bottle & glasses smashing on the floor. Panic surged through you. Your impromptu exploration had led you into someone else's property. Your deduction was right. Somehow you have found a secret tunnel from the Loft to the bar across the road. You apologize profusely to the bewildered bar owner, who took your unexpected arrival surprisingly well. Relief washed over you as you scurried back to the loft lobby, [[intent on finally joining the party. ->Burglary]] <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI0Mzdf/Bar%20Panic.mp3" autoplay>

"We have to stop him!" you exclaimed, adrenaline coursing through your veins. Lavinia spotted a table microphone connected to the building's public announcement system inside. (link-reveal: "With a crackle and a pop, the microphone and sputtered to life.")[(dialog:[Attention to all! Requesting security immediate to the 10th floor! There is a burglary in progress! I repeat, there's a burglary happening there right now!], "Go get'em Guards!") On the security monitor, you watched the scene unfold. The burgler froze, his face a mask of terror. Neighbors poked their heads out of doorways, alerted by the announcement. Seconds later, security guards swarmed into view, apprehending the startled criminal. You erupted in cheers, with a high five but you sobered quickly when Lavinia said, "We should probably get out of here before security realizes someone broke into their room," she whispered, a hint of apprehension in her voice. With newfound urgency, we retraced our steps back to the elevator and ascended to the penthouse floor. [[While riding the elevator, it lurched to a halt on the 11th floor. ->11]]] <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjM5MjNf/Mic%20Drop.mp3" autoplay>

Lavinia, however, seemed unfazed. "Oh dear," she remarked nonchalantly, "looks like someone's having a bad night. But darling, the show must go on! We can't miss my grand finale, can we?" The party, the promise of laughter and champagne, exerted a powerful pull. The potential crime on floor 10 seemed distant in comparison. With a heavy heart, you pushed down the urge to investigate further. You had a party to attend, after all. You hurried back to the elevator, a sense of unease gnawing at the edges of your excitement. Back in the lobby, you boarded the elevator and ascended towards the penthouse, the images from floor 10 flickering in my mind. But fate, it seemed, had other plans. [[While riding the elevator, it lurched to a halt on the 11th floor. ->11]]

Suddenly, The Loft entrance swung wide open revealing a whirlwind of feathers, jewels, and precariously high heels. It was Lavinia Dupont, the building's most flamboyant socialite, a walking explosion of color in a shimmering emerald gown. "There you are!" she exclaimed, grabbing my hand in a surprisingly strong grip. "Darling, I desperately need your help! A fashion crisis of epic proportions!" Before the guard could stop you from re-entering the elevator, Lavinia shoo-ed them away and dragged me in her arms toward the elevator, her urgency leaving no room for questions. "[[Carpark B1]], quick!" (set: $socialite to "false-skip") <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI0NDJf/Elevator%20Door%20Open.mp3" autoplay>

With a frown, you weighed your options. Answering could mean a delay, a detour from your meticulously planned ascent to the top. Ignoring it, however, felt like a gamble. It could be a wrong number, or it could be... The phone fell silent, leaving only the faint hum of the elevator in its wake. Your heart, however, continued its erratic dance. Was it the anticipation of the party, or a sliver of unease gnawing at the edges of your excitement? Pushing the doubt aside, you reached for the button for the penthouse. The elevator accended, each floor a missed opportunity to answer the call. With every ding, the image of the penthouse grew more vivid – the laughter, the clinking glasses, the vibrant energy you craved. The unanswered call, on the other hand, faded into the background, a fleeting annoyance lost in the promise of the night. [[The elevator ding-ed it final stop and you've finally reached the Penthouse ->32]]. (set: $penthouse to 3)

"Hello?" you said, stepping into the metal box. "Thank goodness you picked up!" A frantic voice, clearly stressed, filled your ear. "This is Sarah, from the penthouse party. Have you seen a magician? A tall fellow with a sequined vest and a top hat?" "A magician?" you repeated, surprised. "No, I haven't. What's the problem?" "He was supposed to be the in-house entertainment for the party," Sarah explained, "but he hasn't shown up and now everyone's wondering where he is." You could smell where this was going a mile away so you could either: [[👉 Continue to be the hero of the night ->hero]] [[👉 Sorry, I'm losing signal, I can't hear you...->ignore2]]

Intrigued, you offered your assistance. (b4r:"solid")+(box:"X", 6)+(bg:#171716)[👉 You //Does he live in the building,by any chance?// ==> Sarah 👈 //Yes, that's the only clue we have!// <== 👉 You //Hold on, maybe he posted something on the Noticeboard.// ==> Sarah 👈 //Yes! Thats where i got him from.// <== 👉 You //Found your magician, with location attached.// ==> Sarah 👈 //Great! Please check up on him. I'll owe you a drink.// <== 👉 You //Seeya later then!//] You let off a long sigh. Off to a new adventure then! (display: "Elevator") (set: $magician to "false-skip")

"Uh, my signal is a bit weak here, I can hardly hear you. Tell you what, if I see him, I'll send him up straight," you stammered. "That would be a lifesaver! Also could you..." Alarms wailed in your head, sensing more follow up to assist. "I... I'm not sure I'm getting you, Sarah," you interrupted, your voice strained. "The signal is cutting in and out..." The lie tasted bitter, but the penthouse lights seemed brighter with every floor you climbed. "No, wait!" Sarah's voice rose in panic. "He might be..." With a theatrical sigh, you hold the phone away from your ear and with a practiced flick of your wrist, you ended the call as soon as [[you reached The Penthouse->32]]. (set: $penthouse to 3)

###FLOOR X --- The elevator lurched to a stop after a series of dings. Heart skipping a beat, a pang of self-doubt shot through you. Maybe you misread the clue? Perhaps you missunderstood. You stared at the floor you're at and had a sinking feeling you're on the wrong floor. You reached for the close button and silently apologize to your fellow passengers for the mistake. You proceed to press the correct floor and sent the elevator humming once again. (display: "Elevator2") <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI0NDJf/Elevator%20Door%20Open.mp3" autoplay>

(dialog: bind $story1, "It's like this, my friend here is a...", "chef", "spy", "cop", "celebrity")(dialog: bind $story2, "...who is catering a last-minute event for...", "the President", "my Mom", "an Important Client", "a Lover")(dialog: bind $story3, "...who has a very specific...", "dietary requirement", "sense of humour", "set of skill", "wierd request") (dialog: bind $story4, "...and becasue of this, they absolutely must have access to a...", "bbq pit", "safe house", "broken nintendo", "door")(dialog: bind $story5, "Unfortunately, there might be a double booking, and we wouldn't want to disrupt a...", "resident's evening", "cat's life", "river flow", "dance battle")

(align:"=><=")[<img src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MzIyOThf/Opening-Header-v2.png" width="100%">] (button:"=XX=")+(css:"padding:10px")[[Invitation<- Read Message?]] (align:"=><=")+(box:"X")[(text-style:"italic","subscript")[iMadethis Studio • Lokman Salikoon • Created 2024 • All Right Reserved ]] <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MDk3MTRf/New%20Message.mp3" autoplay>

Just as you were about to enter the building, a heart-stopping scream shattered the night. A man, his face contorted in fear, sprinted past the entrance, a security guard hot on his heels. (link-reveal:"👉 Continue be the hero of the night")[(t8n:"dissolve")(show:?yes)] (link-reveal:"👉 Let the guards do their jobs")[(t8n:"dissolve")(show:?no)] |yes)[Without a second thought, you lunged forward, tripping the fleeing man. The security guard, a burly man with a no-nonsense expression, quickly apprehended the culprit. Apparently, he had been caught attempting to break into an apartment in the loft and was making a desperate escape. Lavinia, her earlier excitement replaced by exhaustion, sighed dramatically. "Enough adventures for one night, wouldn't you agree, darling?" she declared. With a tired smile, you nodded in agreement. You made your way back to the elevator, the penthouse party calling your names once more. But fate, it seemed, had other plans. [[The elevator came to a halt on the 11th floor.->11]]]|no)[My internal debate ended. This wasn't your fight. With a deep breath, you approached the panting guard. "He went left, just past the loading dock!" you pointed down a deserted alleyway, hoping to steer the chase in the right direction. The guard, without a word, sprinted off, his heavy footsteps echoing in the night. You made your way back to the loft elevator lobby, the penthouse party calling your names once more. Tonight, you are choosing to party. But fate, it seemed, had other plans. [[ The elevator came to a halt on the 11th floor.->11]]] <audio src="https://od.lk/s/NTVfMzA0MjI0NTBf/Security%20Stop.mp3" autoplay>