The fragrance seller from Bhopal bumps into an elevation technican at the entrance to space.

S/He looks around at where to turn, what to say. S/He looks at them.

"I'm okay. It's what's meant to be."

"Are you sure?"

"I think I was born to... serve an agenda."

"The fact that you found me... a chance to love me... Then maybe I was meant for that too."

"I want to say something to you and I don't want you to take this the wrong way, but I don't think that you are capable right now of responding with any rational ability."

"I think I'd like to be alone now." 

S/He leaves.

Elevation technicans report that elevated subjects adopt the postfusion conformation in the absence of the cell receptor. 

Spontaneous shape change prevents them from breaking down when they land on ground after elevation.

Secretly technicans trying to figure out what all this phenomena was. 

“I am a senior, longtime member of this elevation agency, and I have an interest in what they are doing."

The latest trend is getting elevated under the influence of drugs.