"The Adored"
The elevator inside Lotus Plaza was out of order. It had been out of order for as long as the Time Castle had been in business, and before even that. One had to wonder if it had ever worked.
The Count walked up to the elevator and pressed the 'Up' button. The mall had been closed for hours, and the security were so spooked by the Count that they always left him alone.
When the elevator doors opened, the Count walked inside to be greeted by the familiar sound of Belladonna's vocals.
The Velvet Room had changed again, from a limousine to an elevator. Though the Count was mildly disappointed that this one wasn't stocked with drinks (human vices were always delicious), he did notice something else. Behind the gate-like wall of the elevator's back spun and clicked beautiful gears and intricate metalwork.
The Crawling Chaos, spurred by his role as the Time Count, walked to the back of the elevator and watched the gears do their work. They were soundless and perfect, making the elevator glide effortlessly into nowhere.
"Philemon, you always were an artist..." Nyarlathotep found himself muttering.
