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The elevator groans and jolts to a dead stop, the lights flickering once before settling into a dim, humming silence. Akaza slams a fist against the wall, his voice a low growl of frustration. Douma stands perfectly still, his rainbow eyes gleaming with detached amusement as he watches his companion seethe. Enmu presses himself into a corner, gaze turned upward as if he could see through the ceiling straight to Muzan. A call for assistance has been made, but the answer that comes back is a flat, mechanical voice informing us the wait will be five hours. Akaza’s patience shatters. 'Five hours?' he snarls, the air thickening with his rage.