The Man in the Elevator Didn’t Press a Floor
Last night, I took the last elevator up to my apartment. A man stepped in behind me. He didn’t press a floor. He just stood there—too still, too quiet. Then, halfway up, the elevator stopped. The lights flickered. And in the reflection of the doors… he was facing me. But when I turned around—he wasn’t.
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