A childhood belief about excursions

Well, late at night, I used to believe that spikes would come out of the walls and squish you too bits, putting it mildly. However, if you did manage to escape, you'd be sent up to heaven and feast on unlimited KFC and diet coke. So, sneaking out one night, taking my trusty screwdriver, I dug into a metal plate which I believed controlled the whole room, opened it and tugged on the wires like in the cartoons. The wires sparked and the light faded.
Suddenly in front of me I heard a buzzing noise. A vertical thin beam appeared and widened until it was big enough for an adult to got through. I went in and the lights suddenly went off. The 'light box' thing rushed downwards and I felt tricked. Was I going to hell? Some minutes later it stopped. I got out and looked around. All I could see was pitch black. For someone reason I had no fear. I felt my way areound until I came across snother metal plate. After destrying those wires I heard a booming sound. Then a ripping explsion set off above me. To call a long story short, it turned out that I'd forgotten my parents told me we were going to a hotel (I fell asleep)and I'd just wrecked the lift. Someone had stuckgum on the Basement Button in it, but luckily I never had to pay for the damage. I believed my toy badger footed the bill.