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we'll end up in the attic, thought Abel. The elevator didn't slow down...
They heard a cracking sound... and then shattering glass... as if they were
smashing through the roof... Then all four of them were standing there staring
out through the glass door of the elevator, petrified with terror. They
were flying through the air! The elevator had flown out of the building
and was going up like a rocket... faster and faster into the sky.
"Oh, dear..." said Abel. "Oh, my."
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