I got in the elevator and discovered what appeared to be a muslim cleric. Not wanting to take any chances of being blown up by a suicide bomb, because, ya know, I hadn't had lunch yet and I was really looking forward to my sandwich, I quickly took off my shoe and bashed him in the neck and stabbed him in the back of the knee with my cell phone antenna.
When the elevator got to the next floor, I tried to high tail it out and did like a cartoon dog or cat thing, where, ya know, they try to run and their legs keep going and it looks like their slipping. Finally I got traction and got out.
As it turns out, it was just a fat little mental patient.
Well....another lesson learned.