Hidden elevator

Sam's eyes darted around the dimly lit room, his expression flickering between satisfaction and paranoia. The low hum of the hidden elevator reverberated through the walls as he dragged the barely conscious Alexander towards it. The elevator was nearly invisible, concealed within the shadows of the villa's basement—a secret most wouldn't even think to look for. But Sam knew every inch of this place. He had prepared meticulously for a day like this, ensuring that every escape route was accounted for.

He shoved Alexander into the elevator, and the doors slid shut with a quiet hiss. Sam smirked, jabbing the button that would take them even deeper underground. The elevator descended smoothly, and as the numbers ticked down, Alexander's head lolled to the side, his eyes struggling to stay open. His vision was blurred, and every breath felt like a weight crushing his lungs, but he could still make out the faint outline of Sam's twisted grin in the dim light.