The Great Elevator

They proceeded down a long corridor, plain white walls on either side and plain white lights illuminating the way. Ole Grandpa said nothing as they walked while the sound of footsteps mixed with clinking. Then they finally entered a large room with a red floor and a single panel over in a corner. Chairs were all around and people began to sit out of almost habit. As the last person filed in, everyone still silent, Ole Grandpa leaned down and whispered to Chatpers, “Ah yes, good. No small talk. If small talk got us intoxicated then we’d all be running for president. Isn’t that right my boy?” Chatpers had long ago gotten over trying to figure out anything Ole Grandpa said and only gave his most enthusiastic nod. “You are all currently sitting in one of my most fantastic inventions. The Great Elevator! Designed and built by myself and my workers, this elevator can take us anywhere in the factory without a single person even noticing us if we choose. Now before I go on are there are any questions?” Gerry was beginning to feel like he was in high school again, knowing that there was one particular question Ole Grandpa was hunting for and not having the foggiest what that could be. Jonah finally made the attempt, “Why don’t we want anyone to see us in this elevator?” Ole Grandpa flipped around and began pressing buttons on the panel. “How does it make us invisible you ask? How?! Why through the miracle of science! You see, by specially treating certain copper and aluminum alloys with an alcohol solution, you can break down their ‘atoms’ and enable endless possibilities!” With that, suddenly the walls began to shrink inside the elevator and close in around the group. Chairs shifted on the floor as the very metal paneling underneath then twisted and turned, seeming almost like liquid one moment and then ice the next. In a matter of moments, the room had transformed into a giant De Soto. Cherry Red. With a lurch, the ‘Great Elevator’ began descending downwards. “Anymore questions?”