going through the city part 1

I sprinted away from the pizza flyer straight down the echoing hallway, my flat feet pattering softly over the patterned carpet! Right ahead loomed the giant brushed-steel elevator doors. Right between the two heavy panels was a dark, mysterious hairline gap practically calling my name. Squeezing time! I slammed my body flat against the cold metal surface and jammed both long paper arms directly into the vertical slot. Slide, scrape... crunch! The tight rubber gasket inside gripped my cut-out fingers in a sudden squeeze. Grrr, stuck mid-reach! I gave a furious, dramatic wriggle with both paper elbows, levering my skinny green torso until—*zip!*—I popped free, breathless and grinning at the whispering hum inside the shaft!