Elevator Falls In Manhattan

"The elevator's vibrations are resolving themselves in her mind as an aqua-blue cone. Her pen rests in her palm and her grip loosens. It might fall. She shuts out the sound of the super's breathing, which is a low rumble lilting into a wheeze at the ultimate convexity of his exhalation. That's noise. The elevator moves. The elevator moves upward in the well, toward the grunting in the machine room, and Lila Mae turns that into a picture, too. The ascension is a red spike circling around the blue cone, which doubles in size and wobbles as the elevator starts climbing. You don't pick the shapes and their behaviors. Everyone has their own set of genies. Depends on how your brain works."
—Twenty-two New Yorkers' worst nightmare came true this morning when the freight elevator they were riding in fell from the third floor to the basement of a building on 6th Avenue and 19th street in Manhattan. Thankfully, none of the injuries appear to be life-threatening. But NBC News reports that, "The most serious injuries appeared to be neck and back pains." Yes. Oww. There's going to be big trouble if the inspector turns out to have been an intuitionist.