Handedness

Electric, overwhelming, two souls stuck in an elevator going down, nervously probing minds looking for the two points that prove circles cross. Right-sided minds cloaked in left choked your hand to write dexterously, but left you a secret sinister. I am sinister, choked musically dexterous. "How did they translate the clockwork slang?" Up again, three floors rising, nothing like a lift to force privacy.