“Uh, why?” I ask. It’s only then that I start to read the tone of the car as it steadily rises. In a facility dedicated to cutting edge technology, these elevators were always notoriously slow.

Only a couple of the men look at me. One of them smirked, probably knowing what was coming next and saw my presence as amusing. Another had a look that one could call the first attack, as he looked daggers at me in the most literal sense I could ever imagine. It’s Dave from security. I thought we were friends. I like to think that he was mad someone he cared about was about to be put at risk.

I look around the car, first at “Cap”, then at all the others as I say “Hey uh, I get off on 5, so, whatever is about to go down can you maybe ju-“

The first swing is thrown. He probably thought he caught Cap off guard as I had his full attention. I corner myself and brace myself as adrenaline takes over. My mind is moving light-speed, and all it’s telling me to do is stay still and watch closely for danger. The fight ensues, and one after another the soldier drops the men, including Dave. I have no idea why this is happening, or who is the “good guy” if any in this situation. All I know is that Cap is the only one who looked concerned about my presence.

It’s down to two, and in a desperate attempt, one of them grabs me and puts a gun to my head. It’s the guy that was smirking about me being there. Cap was basically mid punch, clenching the goon by the tie, when my captor yells “STOP!” Cap freezes and turns his attention to us. He knows the drill. Shield still attached at the forearm, he steps back and puts his hands up as the other goon backs up as well, drawing a gun on him. “Put the shield down. Now.” After a pause that feels like forever, Cap removes the shield from his arm slowly, brings his arm back, and throws the shield straight at the corner of the cart. It was probably only 3 seconds, but to me the shield kept bouncing. First the corner, then the wall adjacent before hitting the guy with a gun to my head. It immediately knocks him out, and flies from one skull to another, and thank God or whoever’s in charge these days that it wasn’t my skull. It goes without saying that Cap knew what he was doing.

With complete style, the shield bounces right from the last guy to cap’s arm. As he falls, the doors finally open. Floor 5. I don’t know what to say. A million responses come to my mind as I prep myself to get off the elevator.

“Uh, have a nice day” I say as I get off. “Yeah you too.”

Crap.