Thanks to Jamesss, Lance-Dusk, Zro-Kemuri 9t6, Emperor Eclair for your reviews! Allright, this is indeed the penultimate chapter, and I'm obviosuly hoping to make it dramatic. Well, read on!)

Vincent frantically tried pulling his foot from the door as the elevator started to descend. He grunted in pain, and even resorting to trying to break it, but it just wouldn't work. "Jesus..." One last tug resulted in a sharp crack, and Vincent's foot shot from the elevator as it passed down. He was seconds away from his foot being ripped off.

Vincent climbed to his feet, wincing as his dislocated foot hit the floor. He slowly used the wall as support and got over to the broken window, just as the elevator beeped, and the door opened.

"Vincent!" I called out, causing him, to turn in surprise. "Where's Katie?" I asked, even though I already knew. I was already by the window as Vincent answered, and looked down to the flag pole. Katie was quiet and had her eyes closed, and I could see the small amount of muscles in her thin arm straining. "Katie? Katie, can you hear me?"

"R-rose?" Katie asked, opening her eyes to look at me.

"Keep holding on Katie! Don't worry, you'll be fine!"

"Help me! Help me! It hurts." She pleaded, tears brimming around her eyes.

"I will, just hold on." I turned to Tom, but he wasn't there. "Where's Tom?" I asked Vincent, who shrugged, his face white. "Fuck!" I cursed, I could have swore Tom was just behind me. And then Katie screamed. I span around just to see Katie's fingers leave the flag pole. "NO! KATIE! I yelled beside myself, just as a hand caught Katie's arm, and another one appeared, grabbing Katie's other arm.

"I got you." I heard a man say. No way, that wasn't... "Tom?" I called out.

"I'll be up in a minute." The man said, as Katie was brought back into the building. I breathed a sigh of relief, and turned, tears of relief falling down my face. We managed to save Katie... but... I suddenly realised that Katie wasn't next, it was supposed either Lucy or Vincent, and Lucy had died. Which meant that it now could be either mine, Tom's or Vincent's turn. I shook my head, a sense of foreboding coming over me.

"Hey, I-I got her..." Tom appeared, holding a shivering and weeping Katie in his arms. I quickly went over and hugged him, much to his surprise.

"T-thanks... if you weren't there, she would have... she would have died..." I said, hugging him tightly.

He nervously pushed me off, and smiled uncertainly at me. "We should get going, right?"

I shook my head, not sure what came over myself. "Yeah, yeah we should." Along with Vincent and Katie, we made our way to the Elevator, as that would be much quicker. We pressed the button, and the doors slid open, and the four of us entered.

Vincent pressed the ground level button, and the elevator's door slid shut... and nothing. The elevator didn't start moving, just remained motionless after the doors shut.

"What the hell?" Vincent hit pressed the button again to no avail as my throat suddenly constricted. The walls seemed to close down on me, and I found myself unable to breath. I clutched chest, my breath irregular, a ringing in my ears.

"Are you all right?"

Tom's voice broke through the ringing, as he whispered into my ear. "I... I don't know..." I shook my head, the walls were fine, and there was no ringing, nothing. "I... guess I just had some sort of claustrophobia attack" I said, just as Vincent punched the panel.

"Goddamn it!" he cried out, placing his head on the cool elevator metal, trying to calm down.

"What's happening? Why isn't it moving?" Katie asked, still pale from the near-death situation. But even so, she started panicking. "Why isn't it moving? Tell me! Why isn't it!"

"Calm down." Tom said, his usual nervous expression suddenly filled with confidence. Apparently he didn't get stressed easily. "It's just a malfunction, help will be here soon." He said calmly, placing a hand on Katie's shoulders, and stare into her eyes.

Katie shrugged, and slid down, holding her knees. Vincent stared blankly at the wall, Tom just stood, while I wondered why the hell it stopped. Was it Death's doing? Or coincidence? Personally, I didn't believe in coincidence's, not any more.

LINE BREAK

A quiet hour had passed, and no help had come, which I found unusual. Katie was shaking silently into her knees, while Tom tried to comfort her.

"Fucking fine!" Vincent suddenly exclaimed, punching the metal. "I'm getting the fuck out of this cage!"

"And how are you going to do that?" I said irritably. Vincent merely looked up to the ceiling, and saw a maintenance. "Oh, don't be stupid." I said, looking warningly at Vincent.

"Shut the hell up!" Vincent said, pushing the panel open, and managed to pull himself up through the hole, before crouching down.

In front of him was the main cable holding the elevator up, and the walls were covered in all sorts of metal things. Vincent leant towards the cable, and saw that it was split." "Oh no..." he muttered.

"What is it!" I called up.

"Th-the cables split, it looks really worn... We have to get out."

At the word 'out' a loud THUNK was heard, the cable snapped, and the elevator suddenly plummeted towards the bottom of the shaft.

LINE BREAK

My eyes slowly opened, and I coughed, smoke filling the area. As I tried to move, a sudden pain shot through my legs. Even so, I forced myself to sit up, and stared wide-eyed at the carnage.

The elevator had crumpled like a discarded cereal box, and the ceiling had snapped and been driven down almost towards the floor. And then I saw my fellow survivors, and let out a gasp. Tom was crouched down over Katie, who was still alive, shivering. But a large piece of steel was lodged straight through Tom's shoulder, and he was shaking.

"A-are you..." I asked, shaking.

"I-I... I'm... o-okay..." Tom replied weakly, and I knew it wasn't so. He turned his head towards me, and he was deathly pale, and I saw the tip of the shard of metal through the other side of his shoulder. I gulped, then suddenly realised, where was Vincent? "Vincent?" I called out, but no-one answered, there was no sound. "Hello? Can you hear me? Vincent?"

I looked around the cart, before something warm dripped onto my face. I looked up, and I'm not ashamed to say I screamed.

Vincent was hanging from the roof, covered in blood and cuts. His mutilated face stared down at me, one eye had burst and one side of his face and been practically ripped off. His arm hung by a tendon, and I realised that the bottom part of his body was nowhere to be seen. "no... No..." I muttered, shaking my head, before another pang of pain hit my legs.

I forced myself to look at my legs, and gasped. My right leg was bloody, and a large hunk of flesh just below my knee was ripped out, and I could actually see the bone. My left leg was at the wrong angle, and I could see the bone sticking straight out, splitting the flesh. At the sight, a constant pain spread through my body, and the last thing I remembered was falling unconscious, blackness filling my sight.

(It's kinda a cliff hanger I suppose... But the next chapter is based a year in the future! Woo! Poor Vincent... guess his time came. What will become of Rose, Tom, and Katie? Two of which are injured quite severly. See you next time for the finale, and it's gonna be a blast!