The Elevator

6B56D84C-DDC8-45B8-95F2-3201829C0842The elevator stopped on the thirteenth floor with a lurch. The three passengers, a young man, maybe in his early twenties dressed in jeans and carrying an envelope, a middle-aged man dressed in a suit and tie, and an older woman in an unflattering, matronly outfit, looked at one another other.

The middle-aged man immediately took charge and pressed the button to take him to his office on the 20th floor, but nothing happened when he hit it. He looked to see what floor the elevator had stopped at and saw the sign above the elevator door, which displayed the number 13. “That’s not possible,” he said.

The old woman looked worried and asked what the problem was. The man looked at her, then at the young man, and back up to the number displayed. “This building does not have a thirteenth floor,” he said. “It goes from the twelfth to the fourteenth floor.”

“You baby boomers and your stupid superstitions,” the younger man said. “Thirteen is just a number, like every other number.”

“Today is Friday the thirteenth,” the old woman said. “I knew I should have stayed home today.”

The young man chuckled. The older man pressed the emergency call button, but no sound was heard.

The old lady began to sob. The young man shook his head, and the older man attempted to pull the elevator doors apart with his hands. “A little help here,” he said to the younger man.

Suddenly the doors opened and a cold, eerie mist filled the elevator. The last sound that was heard was that of the younger man’s voice saying, “What the fuck?”

A moment later the mist cleared and a lone man was standing outside the elevator doors. He began to speak. “Three strangers enter an elevator in a high rise building on Friday the thirteenth. One a business executive, one a bicycle messenger boy, and one a kindly grandmother. What none of them knew when they boarded the elevator on that auspicious day, was that the elevator made only one stop. It stopped atD59D2BF3-CBBE-4395-8904-20CDCE959FC7Written for this week’s First Line Friday prompt from Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie. The first line is, “The elevator stopped on the thirteenth floor with a lurch.”

18 thoughts on “The Elevator

  1. paeansunplugged September 14, 2019 / 3:28 am

    In the third paragraph there is a typo. Instead of young man, you have written young woman. You may delete this comment.

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    • Fandango September 14, 2019 / 6:43 am

      Thanks. They were in an elevator to the Twilight Zone, so maybe there was a gender change along the way. Who knows? Anything can happen once you cross over into The Twilight Zone!

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    • Fandango September 14, 2019 / 12:33 pm

      I didn’t realize they had. Interesting.

      Like

  2. Marleen September 14, 2019 / 5:39 pm

    Someone told me it was the first Friday the 13th with a full moon in thirteen years.

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  3. leigha66 September 14, 2019 / 11:00 pm

    This was great! I loved Twilight Zone… this fit right in with the shows style. Well done!

    Liked by 1 person

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