Cheerful orchestra music played at a muted volume over the speakers, and the floor was carpeted in red. Puck rushed inside and stood in the middle of the floor, away from the walls, arms crossed tightly to his chest. Ironhorse turned and blinked at him.

She stood next to him.

"ARE YOU ALL RIGHT, GOODFELLOW?" he asked, his voice echoing within the box. Puck gave him a fearsome smile.

"Me? Im fine. Big metal box in a big metal tube? Not a problem. Hurry and get us to the right floor, Princess."

(Here's a hint: she should probably put in the numbers to the code she was trying to figure out)

(that makes sense)

She turned to the keypad (seems like an accurate word),thought for a moment, then put in the numbers 1113122113.

The numbers lit up as they were punched, singing out a little tune like the buttons on a cell phone.

For a moment, nothing happened. Ironhorses raspy breathing echoed off the metal walls, filling the box with the smell of smoke. Puck coughed and muttered something under his breath. Finally, the doors swooshed shut. The lights dimmed, the music ceased, and a large white button shimmered into existence, marked with a bold 29.5.

She pressed the button and waited.

The elevator went up and eventually stopped, and the doors opened with a cheerful ding. There was a long, brightly lit hallway with numerous doors lining its walls and gray tiles leading to single door at the very end. There was faint buzz in the air, a sharp tingle. Puck and Ironhorse could obviously feel it, too.

She shook off the weird feelings and stepped out the elevator.

The others did the same, and they inched down the corridor, Puck in front and Ironhorse bringing up the rear. Around them, our footsteps echoed in the silence. Puck and Ironhorse passed doors without hesitation, knowing they were the wrong ones. The buzzing was getting louder the closer they got to the end of the hall.

Then, they were at the last door, and Puck leaned against it, putting his ear to the wood. I dont hear anything, he mouthed at them, and pointed to the handle. Shall we?

She glanced and Ironhorse, then looked at Puck and nodded.