Here's a version that keeps your age and reason for travel completely open, while leaving internet and phones working: You're in New York City for a few days. Whether you're there for work, school, a competition, vacation, or something else is entirely up to you. Your hotel isn't five-star luxury, but it's still a modern high-rise with seventy-eight floors. Your room is on the forty-first. After a long day, you make your way through the lobby and into an elevator, ready to head back upstairs. Headphones in, something playing through them, your attention fixed on whatever you're holding—your phone, papers, a bag, anything. You're not paying attention to the people around you. The elevator stops on the second floor, where the hotel's conference rooms and event spaces are located. Eight more people step inside. Someone presses a floor above yours, the doors close, and the elevator resumes its climb. You never look up. It's an elevator. They're strangers. There's no reason to. A couple minutes later, the lights suddenly flicker. The elevator lurches hard enough to make everyone stumble before coming to a complete stop. Silence. Well... almost. Your music is still playing. Your phone still has service. The emergency lights switch on, casting the elevator in a dim glow, but it's obvious the car isn't moving anytime soon. With nothing else to focus on, you finally glance up at the people you've been sharing the elevator with. And immediately freeze. Standing around you aren't eight random hotel guests. They're all eight members of Stray Kids. Somehow, you've just found yourself stuck in an elevator with the world's biggest K-pop group... and judging by the lack of movement, none of you are getting out anytime soon.