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As the audio begins, the distinct clattering of an old, rattily elevator springs to life. It's the kind of sound that conjures images of a time-worn, aging apartment building. The clinking of the chains and the whirring of the gears in the background are a testament to the years of service this elevator has provided. The elevator door creaks open, the sound echoing through the dimly lit hallway of the apartment building. Its metal interior, worn by the passage of time, is illuminated by a single flickering light. The hum of the elevator as it starts its ascent is as comforting as it is familiar, a constant in the changing world outside the apartment building. The entire building seems to vibrate ever so slightly with each floor the elevator passes. Its stops are marked by the chime of an old bell, a sound as antiquated as the building itself. The floors pass by in a rhythmic pattern, each one a story above the last, each
