814 >PS exit elevator

IT'S A WEIGHT!!!!!! -sorry.  You exit the weight, filled with a sense of optimistic chaos.  You feel responsible for the downfall of your rival.  It's the feeling you get when your school bully woke up in a pile of their own urine.  It's a special kind of feeling.  You like it.

You will admit, although, the whole scene was quite abhorrent, being of course a flaunting of trust.  You would loathe that position, so you don't revel in the aforementioned feeling too benignly.

>PS: Observe door