The Elevatr: Hundred Seventeenth 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.

Mark and Samuel headed out yet another day to find their real bodies.  They had to find them or be stuck in these bodies for the rest of their lives or so they thought.

"Samuel, can you carry me?  It's so hard to walk like this and being in a stroller is degrading."

Samuel pretended not to hear what Mark said.  It was hard enough to walk in the three-inch platform heels he was wearing.  Never mind carrying Mark too.

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