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bookworm271 t1_ivzjcdg wrote

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Remaining level headed for the moment, Amelia decided to push the button for the 15th floor, to direct the elevator to her level. Her heart sank as she saw the control panel however, because instead of a neat array of buttons, there was only one, glowing softly with a yellow light.

"Here goes," Amelia said to herself. While the elevator appeared to be going in an upward motion, she was already regretting her decision to take it, and was wanting off, regardless of how many stairs she would need to climb. She pushed the button.

The elevator shuttered to a stop. Amelia let a sigh of relief, and waited for the doors to open. However, the panels in front of her remained closed. Instead, the back of the elevator, which she had been certain wasn't a door, slid away.

"Impossible," Amelia whispered starting at the dim hallway before her. The elevator shaft ran along the outer wall of the building. There shouldn't be a hallway.

Debating whether to stay or get off the elevator, Amelia noticed a figure of someone appear in the hallway ahead. Making a decision, she stepped off. Immediately the door snapped shut behind her.

Amelia took a shaky breath, and then called out to the figure down the hall. As they drew closer, Amelia realized they wore the same distinctive coat as her neighbor Todd from floor 9. 'Thank goodness,' Amelia thought, figuring perhaps she mistook the building's layout in her tiredness. As their face became visible, however, she noticed it was not Todd. She wasn't even sure it was human.

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wannawritesometimes t1_iw7k2zs wrote

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Amelia's palms slickened as she stared. Instead of a nose, it had a gaping hole in the center of its face. Its eyes glowed yellow.

Swallowing hard, she searched for the call button. She pressed it over and over as the creature moved closer, but the cursed device stayed sealed. Then, the not-Todd opened its cavernous mouth with its rows of fangs. Amelia screamed.

The woman bolted toward the nearest door. Miraculously, it opened. She flung herself through. Amelia slammed the door, squeezed her eyes shut, and fought for breath.

Silence broken by a growl, Amelia's eyes shot open as she spun around. She was back in the hallway, on the opposite end. Now, the creature stood between her and the elevator. The contraption mocked her with its now-open doors.

The monster sprang. Amelia yanked on the door she'd come through, but it didn't budge. Heart in her throat, she hurled herself through a different door. Again, she was in the same passageway with the creature blocking the elevator.

It charged. Amelia clenched her fists, set her jaw, and flew headlong toward her attacker. Slamming into its shoulder, she went tumbling. The creature's claws snagged her shirt. Amelia leapt up and swung her fist in a wide arc. A pair of claws grazed Amelia's forearm, but as her fist connected with flesh, the thing lurched backwards. Sprinting away, she dove into the elevator and its doors sealed behind her.

Moments later, the front of the elevator opened and the woman stepped into the lobby. As the events faded like she'd awoken from a nightmare, Amelia squinted curiously at the two bloody streaks that marked her forearm. She shivered. Despite the sudden amnesia, she knew she'd never step foot in that elevator again.

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