When the elevator gave no response to her hitting the buttons, Carrie began to hit them harder in frustration. Being stuck in the elevator of a busy mall was not how she had planned to spend her day. Especially when today was the day she took Hunter back to her apartment for the next week. She reached into her purse and pulled out her phone. It was a Motorola phone. She was a single, working mother and couldn't afford nor truly cared to have the newest and most expensive phone on the market. She shook her head at Norman.<br/><br/>"Nothing. Which is weird, because I just sent a text right after I escaped the video game store."<br/><br/>She said escape, because that store had been a madhouse. It seemed like a silly choice of words now, considering she and Norman would need to escape this elevator and that was going to be a lot harder. She had texted Derek to let him know she had bought the video game Hunter wanted for Christmas so he didn't have to come to the mall and try to pick up a copy of it. Her phone had worked just fine and she was sure other people's phones had as well. There had been lots of people in the mall chatting and texting on them. She tossed her phone back in her purse. Carrie watched Norman hit the "EMER" button and covered her ears when the response was a loud squawk. Something was wrong, her gut told her. She made a face when there was another squawk. Her belief something was wrong was heightened as she could hear muffled talking, she had no idea what they were saying. She shook her head at Norman.<br/><br/>"No idea. I-"<br/><br/>Whatever she was going to say was forgotten when one of the voices shouted about something on camera nine. Norman would easily be able to see the confusion on her face and fear also. This wasn't right, a busy and newly opened mall should have people ready to help two people stuck on an elevator. Not screaming about something on the cameras. She pressed her lips together a moment as she ran her hand through her long blonde hair as she thought. She tried to return Norman's smile but he could probably tell it was forced. Panic was setting in. It was getting harder for Carrie to control it but she was trying. She had to get out of here and get to her son. If she panicked she would be no good to herself or Norman.<br/><br/>"Well, they didn't teach me that school..."<br/><br/>She replied but she was sure Norman didn't learn all about escaping elevators in school either. She looked around the elevator and her eyes rested on the ceiling.<br/><br/>"Aren't these things supposed to have escape hatches?"<br/><br/>The idea of trying to escape an elevator didn't appeal to her at all but she had a feeling Normal was right. They would have to get themselves out of here if they didn't want to die here.<br/><br/>"I'm Carrie, by the way."<br/><br/>She told Norman. Since they were going to have to work together to get out of her, they might as well be on a first name basis.