Hiker Finds Working Elevator In Middle Of Forest, Then He Presses The Button

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“Doesn’t it get lonely?” Eloy asked gently. John considered the question. “Maybe a bit. But it’s the price I’m willing to pay,” he said.

“I have my work, my father’s memory, and the quiet. Nobody ever comes down here to bother me.” He smiled warmly. “Most people would hate it. But to me, it’s home.”