Add the crossed-out hand card to the crossed-out eye card

After some deliberation, Scythe decides to slot a second card in. He somehow can just tell that something is going to happen on this elevator ride, and that it's better if it takes less time. So, he picks up the card with the crossed-out hand and adds it to the second slot. Then, he presses the call button for the elevator. Quiet clunks and whirrs can be heard approaching from below before the door opens with a pleasant ring.

The interior features carpeted floors and luxurious wood paneling for the walls, plus a small light in the ceiling. As the different grates slide closed to protectively shut Scythe in, he sighs and mentally prepares himself. Then, the descent begins.

It's crossed Scythe's mind by this point that something felt terribly odd about this. The whole vibe this elevator gives off is that it's supposed to be a challenge, yet nothing's happening. Not even any elevator music. Eventually the elevator does stop at a floor below ground, and eerily opens up onto a huge, dark room with featureless walls and nothing but a distant lamp to light any of it up. Scythe gulps as he stares off into the gloom, but then the door just shuts, and the elevator continues to descent. "Was... something supposed to happen?" He wonders aloud.

Unbeknownst to Scythe, something already did happen. A shade had slipped in unseen, its invisible form drifting close to him. Careful to not make a sound, it rested a hand on his shoulder. Squeezing and rubbing his arm, testing to make sure that the cards were doing what they were supposed to do, the shade was pleased to see that Scythe didn't react. So long as it stayed quiet, it could do anything it pleased to him!

So it slid a hand up his thigh, grazing the hefty package in the front of his panties. It wasn't all that big, but it still stuck out, and stiffened just a little in response. Even if Scythe wasn't consciously aware he was being touched, his body still got a little aroused. He glanced around as if sensing something was a bit off, but didn't notice his dress riding up or his fat, pasty ass getting grabbed.

While his ass cheek got groped, the elevator continued its descent.