3 Nouns, Day 1: Elevator, River, Maniac

            The elevator climbed slowly, too slowly.

            “I should’ve taken the stairs,” muttered Bobby.

            Bobby looked out over the city through the glass walls of the elevator.  All of it would soon be gone if he didn’t hurry.

            “Come on you useless elevator.”  Bobby smacked the glass with his open palm.

            He heard grinding gears and the elevator ceased moving.  Bobby stumbled forward at the sudden halt in movement.

            “What now.”  He punched the open doors button.  Nothing happened.  “I don’t have time for this.”

            “You’re right, Agent Drake,” a raspy voice erupted from the speaker in the corner of the elevator.  “Your city is running out of time, Agent Drake, and there is absolutely not a thing you can do but watch it’s complete and utter destruction.”

            “Jones, you maniac, don’t do this,” pleaded Bobby.  “You used to be good once.  You can be good again.  You can still stop this and save the city.”

            There was silence for a few moments.

            “You’re right, Agent Drake.  I will put a stop to this at once.”

            “What?  Really?”

            There was another silence.

            “Of course not you fool!” laughed Jones.

            “Stop this madness, Jones, please!” said Bobby desperately.

            “I shan’t, so there.” 

            “Please, Jones.”

            “Your incessant whining is getting on my nerves, so let’s just get this over with, shall we?” 

            Bobby heard Jones take a deep breath and then his voice blasted once again through the speaker.

            “BREAK THE DAM!  RELEASE THE RIVER!”

            “Really?” said Bobby, “is this really the time for a Lord of the Rings reference?”

            “Of course it is,” said Jones sounding hurt.  “It’s always a good time to make a Lord of the Rings reference.  Seriously, and you call me a maniac?  Anyways, it’s been nice talking to you again, Agent Drake, but I do have a city to destroy, so tata to you and have a lovely day.”

            Bobby stood in the elevator and watched as the dam in the distance exploded, sending tons of concrete and water crashing towards the city.  The river raced forward with unrelenting force, pounding against the city.  Buildings fell and were swept away with the roaring water.

            “Well...poop,” said Bobby.