Take the elevator

Jenny looked over the readout showing what floor the elevator was on, Three floors up. She hit the elevator call button, watching the lights change as the lift slowly moved down. She wasn't waiting long, but every moment was tense as she nervously looked down the hallways, staring at one of the nearby stairwells. She can hear the echoing of footsteps from it as she waits, slowly growing louder. The elevator finally arrives, and as she peeks in nobody is inside. She stepped into the empty elevator, relaxing as she enjoyed a few safe moments alone. She started to think out her next move on the ride down.

Jenny's fists clenched as the elevator doors open to smiling men and light laughter. Suddenly she realizes she's just delivered herself to her pursuers, riding a mobile dead-end right to the mob. She may as well have stripped naked and tied a ribbon on herself before the ride down.