The Elevator Sixty-Nineth Floor (Patreon)

Cardonali the magical imp was doing what he always did, he caused trouble to others for his own amusement. Cardonali had the ability to put any thought into a person's mind and manipulate them as he wanted to. He stood unobserved or at least unacknowledged in the back of an elevator waiting to see who would get in.

Johnathan Jackson took a short break on the landing on his way down to the lobby.  He had recently decided to take the stairs instead of the elevator.  Johnathan had seen the signs by the elevator entrance warning of the magic imp, but he had ignored them.  "It was some kind of joke," he thought.  

Later he heard stories of some strange goings-on.

It took a while to convince him, especially since he liked to wear sarees a lot that made climbing up and down stairs difficult.  Kurtis with pants were not his style.  He wore them occasionally, but he just loved wearing sarees whenever possible.  In the end, he decided that using the stairs would be best.  He didn't know that it was way too late. for himself and for his family.

While waiting at the landing, Johnathan smiled.  He comforted himself that the exercise probably would help him to keep in good shape and that he might be able to lose a few kilos in the process.  "If I could just shed some kilos in the hips that would be heavenly," he hoped.

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