They weren’t trapped in the elevator for too long—some passing students had heard the alarm and called campus police, who sent an officer over to let them out. The car had stopped halfway between floors, so when the officer finally got the doors open, the floor of the elevator came to his shoulders. Because most of the power around campus was out due to the earthquake, there was no way to bring the car all the way down. So Geoff and Larry had to climb out. Before then, though, they’d compared notes on the courses they were taking, their favorite professors and the ones they hoped would keel over dead before the semester ended, the best places to eat off campus, and the times they liked to go to the caff to avoid the mealtime crowds. By the time they parted ways, Larry had Geoff’s four digit extension to his dorm room on campus and they had plans to meet up for dinner in the student union building closest to the freshman dorm.