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Feeling renewed upon waking the next morning, we decided to visit the reservoir after breakfast. We ordered room service to pack us a lunch, then dressed in jeans and tees. Backpacks slung over our shoulders, we got into the elevator, which engaged with a clunk, shuddered downward, and jolted to a stop just short of the second floor. We stood in silence for a couple seconds before I hit the alarm button, which sounded loud enough to wake the town. Then it stopped and a voice came over the tiny speaker. “Problem?” “We’re stuck in the elevator between the second and third floors,” I said. “Get us out.” “How odd,” said the voice. “We’ve never had that happen. We’ll get someone right on it.” “How long will it take?” I asked. The voice didn’t reply. Ray put a hand on my shoulder, kneading