Summary: One minute I'm in the lift heading to go and meet my family, next thing I know I'm in London, but not the London I knew.

A/N: I'm writing this because I can't cope with my one week in paradise being up. First chapter from first pov the rest in 3rd unless stated otherwise.

(Edit/Update: Months later I finally post it, despite having it saved for over a month)

How it starts

It was the last day of my holiday, and the family decided they wanted to spend it by the pool, I wouldn't mind but they had forgotten the towels and I had been elected to go up and get them, it wasn't just that though, it was also the fact it was a rather a dull day, unlike all the previous days where it was so hot you burn, and when it was like this I'd rather go out and about seeing what there was.

I mean we already have, and I even got some awesome rainbow coloured shoes, and no, being 19 isn't too old to have rainbow coloured shoes. Honestly.

In the hotel room I pack a pair of my black crop jeans and rolling stones crop top in my bag under my own towels to put on later, currently I wore my bikini and a long shirt over the top. I said it was a dull day I never said it wasn't hot. Gotta love not being in England.

And before you start saying "oh you're a Marry Sue" I'll have you know I'm not! I'm quite average really, I'm not smart, I fail at maths, I'm not thin seeing as I'm a size 14/16, however I'm not fat as I am tall, 5ft 9, and a brunette. And if you're thinking well why on earth did I need to know all that well I'll tell you why you need to know all that, you needed to know that I was a young woman, key word there woman as in a lady, in all my lady like glory, not a little girl, not a child oh no no no I had long since grown up, in fact in six months I'll be 20, scary I know.

But that's what you needed to know, I was tall, I was curvy, and I was a young lady…

Keyword there… Was.

And here fellow readers, is where the story starts.

As I leave my hotel room I contemplate going to find the stairs as I hate going in lifts, I wouldn't mind if I was with someone but on my own I hate it, however at the time I was carrying everyone else's things going on the stairs wasn't an option, no I was too clumsy for that. So that's how I found myself in the little lift.. Thing. I was only on the fourth floor and wanted to go to the -1 floor, so not too far. With all these little positive thoughts in my mind I block out the negative ones about the lift breaking and press the button unknowingly sealing my fate.

And I know what you're all thinking the lift? Really?! Yes the lift! I didn't plan it it just happened, it was a hotel I wasn't expecting it to… Well.

Fall.

But that's exactly what happened.

One minuet I was stood there, watching the numbers go down the next thing I know the lift begins to drop like its falling through the centre of the earth and I'm on the floor with a towel over my head.

I would of panicked if I wasn't so shocked.

Instead of perhaps reaching up to hold onto the rail in the lift I reached out and began putting the towels back in the bag, tidying up the mess I made.

And then just sat there.

It was quite boring actually.

I checked the time on my phone 12pm.

I look at the flashing numbers on the lift, the numbers are gone but the arrow keeps flashing down.

I look down at what I'm wearing; my rainbow coloured shoes are quite comfy, they were a very good buy indeed.

I check the time 12pm… It should of been 12:04.

I glance at the arrow again, before going through my bag and pulling out my clothes, I glance around suspiciously but see no cameras so decided its safe to change.

Once I'm done I brush my hair and clip it up.

I check the time. It should be 12:10. It says 12.

I can still feel the lift falling. It must be going to the centre of the earth or something.

The arrow is still flashing down rapidly, the buttons with the numbers are all flashing too going haywire.

I wonder if it'll ever stop.

I check the time.

12pm.

Somethings not right

I'm not panicking, but I'm not OK.

I check the percentage of my battery, its at 100%

… It was at 73% before I got in the lift, my phone is amazing but I've been listening to music all morning and recording videos or taking photos.

I wonder if my family know I'm gone?

I fiddle with a bit of string hanging from my trousers.

My head feels funny.

I check the time. I've been in here for 20 minuets.

It still says 12.

MY hEaD fEeLs FunnY

I check the time.

Its still 12.

My stomach feels weird.

Myyy handssss feel weird

Everything feels weird.

The arrow is flashing so rapidly now the little screen has gone green from the light. I check the time.

12:00

My vision begins to blur as a pressure builds behind my eyes.

Is this thing speeding up?

For one last time.

I check the time.

12:00 is the last thing I see before the darkness surrounds me.