[ WP ] A hidden elevator is found behind a fake wall in a basement .

`` FUCK YOU!!'' 
 
 And with one big swing George shut the door behind him. He trampled down the stairs, back to the dark hole where he spent most of his life. The basement. 
 
 George was a simple being. He liked two things in life: chicken Tendies, and World of Warcraft. On the other hand, George disliked mostly everything else. His mother, the sun, other people, the fucking wasps, having to go to the bathroom, and other such insufferable chores. Often he just pissed in the bottles of Sprite his mother brought him. 
 
 And after all these years of dwelling in the basement, George had gotten fat. Like, really really fat. One reason why he hated the wasps was because once he got to close to one of them, he never could get rid of it. The poor thing tried to flee, but it could n't escape the gravitatory attraction George's massive body exerted, and found itself orbiting the blob of mass. And so, George had accumulated a cloud of debris stuck in Orbit around him. In the past few months it had gotten so bad that he nearly could n't see his monitor anymore, which irritated him a lot. And on this particular day, nothing seemed to go his way. 
 
 His mother yelled after him him, not once, not twice, but so many times he had forgotten how many, and in the end he had to climb the stairs to come to his mothers calls. And all for naught, because his mother just wanted to scold and reprimand him, something he did n't like. And so he shut the door behind him, and trampled down the stairs, back to the dark hole where he spent most of his life. The basement. 
 
 But fortune had it that in his fit of rage, George's uncoordinated trample led to him tripping and tumbling down the old stairs. Due to his circular shape, George could n't stop his descent and rolled, ever faster, down the stairs. Countless wasps were squished under his rolls of fat. 
 
 Once George hit the ground, he did n't stop, no, he kept rolling like a snowball in a Nickelodeon Cartoon. Straight at the wall. And with one big *thunk*, he crashed into the wall. 
 
 The wall itself ended up not being a real wall, but was instead a fake wall. Not that it mattered, George would have gone through either. In any case, behind this fake wall was a shaft. A long, long shaft. And George, unstopped by the fake wall, rolled into the the long shaft. 
 
 After what seemed like an eternity, George finally hit the bottom of the shaft. Now, a normal human being would have died upon impact. But not George. First, his rolls of fat made such a perfect seal on the shaft, that only a minuscule amount of air could pass through them, and so George's fall was less of a fall and much more of a painfully slow descent, full of audible *pfffrtzz*'s and *ffffffphhhhhh*'s. And when he finally reached the end of his fall, his fat again rescued him, by buffering the impact. 
 
 George now layed at the end of this long, long shaft. And of course he couldnt stand up, because he was so fat. So he waited there. Until he heard a silent 
 
 ^^^*beep* 
 
 ^^*beep* 
 
 ^*beep* 
 
 *beep* 
 
 Now, George didnt't know this, but the beeping sound came from an elevator, which was rapidly getting closer. And George did n't find out until the very last moment, when the elevator crushed into his skull and killed him. 
 
 *THE END*
