The turbolift is a term used by Death Star prisoner as "the last bond to freedom".
The mood in here is never good, and both guards and (especially) prisoners are somewhat nervous.
It is guarded in every level by one navy trooper, and it is the thypical job you don't want...

Resei shivered as he entered the turbo lift with his 5 guards.
For the first time he had no specific plan.
Perhaps that was as well, none of the others had succeeded aboard the death star.

"So... What's going to happen to me now?" he asked.

For the first time one of the guards spoke, and despite the helmet, Resei was sure he was smiling.
He swallowed.

"Well... Most likely you will be honoured and be allowed to meet the commander, or perhaps even Lord Vader.
Then, when they have finished you, you will probably wish you were never born...
No matter what... punishment they decide, you will not be likely to survive a week..."

Resei decided he had to do something immediately.
He nodded.

"Well, that's not too bad."

"Really? What could possibly be worse?" the guard asked, not happy as his attempt to scare the prisoner seemingly hadn't worked.
All the other guards also listened now.

"Well, at least I don't have to watch you ugly face every day!"

Some of the guards were laughing nervously, and the one he had spoken to was furious.

"Know what? I could have shot you right now, saving you the suffering!"
The other guards pulled a little back.

"Well, why don't you do that? Just another way of not having to watch your really ugly face any more!"

The guard was now almost blinded by anger.
"Want to see my face, ***?!!!!!
Here it *** is!!!"
He pulled of his helmet.
In the moment he was blinded because the eyeholes were gone, Resei moved quickly to the side.

"Now, here I *** am!!!! Where are you?!!"
He didn't know Resei had moved, and was looking for him.

"Not only really ugly, really stupid too!" Resei replied, revealing his new position.
The other guards coughed, and moved further backwards, leaving Resei and the other guard alone inside a circle of guards.

"Now that's **** it!!! The guard turned to face Resei, and shot at him.

Resei knew what was coming, and in the moment the guard had pulled the trigger, Resei was already halfway to the floor, leaving the navy trooper behind him with no chance.
A perfect head shot, which blasted of his face.
The guard became furious, shooting at the crawling Resei, jeopardizing the lives of other guards.
They all jumped on the furious guard, forcing him down, but he fought them, and it all became a mass fight.

Resei didn’t waste a second; he crawled to the dead navy trooper, taking his gun.
He started shooting at the remaining guards now fighting in a fury on the floor, not knowing enemy from friend.
They made easy targets, and after a short while, they were all dead or dying.
He shot the dying ones (most of them had been more injured in the fight than in the shooting), killing them all.
Then he changed suit with the navy trooper whose gun he had taken.
He took another navy trooper helmet, and shot the trooper in the face at close range.
It left nothing recognisable, and he put the destroyed helmet of the other navy trooper on him.

When he was done, there was dead guards in every corner of the turbo lift, one of them with Reseis suit and a not recognizable face, who was supposed to "be" him.
Then there was a call over the turbo lift comlink.

"Turbo lift 391, I repeat, Turbo lift 391, report!"

Resei replied:

"This is Turbo lift 391, reporting."

"What happened, we heard shooting!"

"The prisoner tried to escape, and somehow he took the gun of a trooper! He is dead, but he dragged 4 troopers with him in the grave!
I am the only survivor...
Please send a med-squad, for the records..."

"Yes, I will send a med-squad, guarded by one trooper. You can join in as a guard on the way to the med-quarters.
Please stop the turbo lift!"

Resei stopped it.

"We will send the med-squad for you in level 16.
Lord Vader will be furious, and we will need better security routines..."
There was some static, and the comlink ended.

Resei sighed, and sat heavily down.
He was trying to play the role of a mourning trooper.

The medical team arrived and helped the navy-trooper outside the elevator.

"I think you should take a visit to the medical bay trooper...We'll get some assistence to get you there. After this experience we don't want you to faint during the long walk, do we..."

He snapped his fingers and two stormtroopers arrived with their blasters. They took Resei with them. Though he was not a prisoner, it sure looked like he was one, walking so tight between the stormtroopers who escorted them to the medical bay.

The only difference between his current status and his previous one is that he wasn't wearing cuffs and luckily for him they weren't heading for the cell blocks.