Midnight Mountain Montage
I was at a mountain resort. From the outside the building was five stories tall, painted white, and shaped like a circle. Inside the walls were all white but I wouldn’t have guessed that the building was shaped like a circle. My room was on the second or third floor. I was with a friend, and we were done snowboarding for the day, so we went into the hotel to have drinks. We were mingling with other guests, but I didn’t get along with them well. They were well-to-do, and I’m not. I left the party and went to walk around. I walked up the stairwell to the fifth floor. There was a window with light poring through, and I walked to the window to look out. Next to me was an elevator shaft with its doors ajar. The elevator was one floor below. I noticed however that there was a quarter inch thick ball-chain hanging down into the shaft, draped over a pulley at the top of the shaft. I tugged one end of the ball chain, and the other end pulled upwards easily. When I let go, the other end started to drop, so I must have disengaged some kind of clutch by tugging the rope (like window blinds). I couldn’t get the other end to stop dropping, so I eventually just let it go. Then a blonde lady from the fourth floor ran up and asked what I did to her laundry. I said I didn’t know what I did to make that happened, but she said I owed her. She was being friendly about it. Shortly after this I went to check out of the hotel. I ran outside with my snowboard, down a set of about five wooden stairs, over some verunda about thirty feet, and back up another set of five or six wooden stairs. There was a road covered in snow here. I set my snowboard down in the middle of the street, and ran back into the building to get the rest of my belongings.
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