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|I live in Las Vegas NV and was born and raised in a small MT town. One recent adventure includes getting traped in an elevator, inside a large tomb at a local cemetery. I was with a long time friend and to make matters worse, as a child, she was once locked in a tomb by her brother. This elevator is used mostly to move the dead to the second floor for burial and is seldom used. We ourselves were thus entombed and though we worked hard to avoid panic (positive thoughts), we could imagine them finding us in there as skeletons. Luckily the elevator phone was working and after a fair amount of time, we were set free. The cemetery admited to former problems with that elevator and it's phone, which is open to the public for it's use. They sent a food basket (the food was old and rotten) in hopes that we would not sue them. We think that their lawers tried to make a visit but I was out of town.|
T. L. R.