Elevator Hitch Fanart Novels & Stories

He touched the food with one hand and saw that it was hot which made him nod his head with satisfaction. Finally, after driving for about ten minutes, the tall silver building of Helix soon came into view. He quickly drove to the car park and parked his car there before coming down with the paper bag in his hands. He didn’t bother entering the lobby today, instead he just walked to her private elevator and inserted the pin. Rachel had installed his fingerprints and also given him the pin to the private elevator, so it was not hard for him at all. Harris stepped into the elevator and waited patiently for the familiar beep and a few seconds later, it sounded, and the door to the elevator opene

Jayden said as he took the painting from my hands, leaving my arms and legs free. “Security outside prevents people from entering carelessly,” I shrugged. “And the security inside or more specifically, those watching the CCTV stop people from carelessly using the penthouse elevator.” Then, I pressed a different button and the display on the screen switched, showing the area around the private elevator I usually used. “So that's why you have to go to the entrance foyer to get out and pick up the shipment,” he said. I nodded and muttered “okay” to the security team handling the elevator as the six people entered the camera's field of view.

The elevator door finally closed completely, cutting off the view of the peeking black horn tip. Siron slid to the elevator floor, his breath ragged, his body trembling uncontrollably. The lift smoothly continued its journey down to the lobby, as if it had never paused on the dark 3rd floor.

His trembling fingers rapidly entered the access code. DING! The elevator doors slid open. "Get inside!" Everyone rushed in. The moment the last survivor crossed the threshold, the elevator doors began closing. BANG! The monster's tongue slammed violently against the metal doors. The entire elevator shook. BANG! Another strike followed. Deep dents began forming on the reinforced metal. Everyone inside stared in horror. The creature was literally trying to tear the elevator apart. "We need to get the hell out of here!" Nathan shouted urgently. His hand immediately shot toward the control panel.

"My story, let me tell it…Thumberlina.” I found myself smiling at the interaction. "What floors?" Livvy immediately looked embarrassed. "Oh my God, we've been talking and haven't even moved." She pointed. "Thirteen for me." Then gestured vaguely behind her. "Twenty-one for Val." I pressed both buttons and the doors closed, starting our upward climb. Livvy glanced around the elevator. "Can I ask something?" "Sure." "Why is this elevator empty when the other ones looked like people were being packed for shipment?"

"We were headed for the 104th floor. However, the elevator got stuck after someone exited on your floor." "And who's the guy who got off on our floor?" Yohan inquired. "It was a man, hair tied back. He had on a Fur coat and a black suit underneath." Yohan grinned. He was sure they meant Cheyne. He glanced at the elevator, noticing the door ajar and it repeatedly attempting to close. "You can take the stairs... just go straight ahead." Zea and Kaito both nodded, then proceeded towards the fire exit. ****

But the finger did not descend. Instead, it veered, hovering for an instant, before decisively pressing the button at the top of the panel. The number 10 lit up in a solemn red. An almost inaudible click, and the elevator, which had already begun to decelerate for its scheduled stop on the seventh floor, resumed its smooth and implacable ascent. The change in direction was as subtle as it was terrifying. Lara felt the slight pressure in her ears, the sensation of being taken to a place she had not bought a ticket for.

The familiar aroma of her triple shot vanilla latte filled her senses, though her thoughts remained muddled. While Irene approached the elevators, she was relieved to find one already waiting for her. The doors slid open with a quiet hiss, revealing a solitary figure within – Adam Hemmings. The spacious elevator cabin stretched between them, its quietude interrupted only by the faint hum of the machinery. The doors began to slide shut, but before they sealed them off, Adam extended his hand and tapped the button to halt their movement. The elevators' doors retreated, opening a gap just wide enough for Irene to slide through.

"I think I’ve forgotten what sunlight looks like." Elena nodded sympathetically. The elevator began its descent. The floor indicator lit up: 4... 3... 2... But it didn't stop at the lobby. It didn't stop at the parking level. The elevator continued its downward journey, the digital display glowing a hellish red as it dipped into the sub-basements. Aris frowned, pressing the P1 button again, but it remained dark. The elevator shuddered to a halt. The chime rang out again, a sound that felt far too cheerful for the cold atmosphere of the shaft. The doors slid open to reveal the dimly lit corridor of B3.

Confused, Larissa wanted to know why, but she held back and did not ask. They kept walking forward until they stopped before a single elevator. It was stuck on the first floor, and the number never changed. "This is Mr. Rogers' private elevator," Dylan explained. "It can only be unlocked with his fingerprint." Kevan placed his right pointer finger on the fingerprint reader near the elevator doors, and they opened with a ding. The group entered the elevator at once, and Kevan pressed the button for the 45th floor before retreating to the corner of the car.