[ WP ] The character entered an old elevator in a building and pressed down . As you can see from its tiny window , the elevator is still going down . Five hours later , the door opens .

Alyssa scrambled to her feet as she felt the elevator settle, stuffing the notebook into her bag and slinging it over her shoulders. The dark violet mist that she had watched wisp and dance for the past hour rushed into the car as abruptly as the doors opened, and she, inquisitively but instinctively, stepped out onto the stone floor. 
 
 `` Bravery beguiles preservation,'' a high, grainy voice strained. `` Preservation and perseverance are siblings, my dear, not twins.'' 
 
 `` I've-'' Alyssa swallowed and, clearing her throat, began again. `` I've come seeking wisdom. I found,'' digging in her bag, `` I found this notebook in the shop with instructions and addresses. Diagrams and... sigils, I think. I've been all over town and figured it was nonsense since I'd found nothing, but...'' 
 
 `` But?'' 
 
 `` Well,'' Alyssa smiled nervously, `` You're something, are n't you?''
