Korean Elevator Game Novels & Stories

I do my best not to glower at them and repeatedly push the button taking me to the main floor. My heart beats faster with each passing second. Sometimes you don’t realize how much something means to you until it’s taken away. Nothing’s been taken—not really—but the thoughts of what if are bad enough. I move to the front of the elevator and ask what floor the old folks are going to. Thankfully, it’s the same one, and we start the descent down. It only takes thirty seconds, but it feels like an eternity. I run down the hall, and when people see doctors running, they usually get out of the way, assuming I’m responding to an emergency.

The chess fan reminded Yang Xiao in a low voice, "This intelligent Go game is very weird. It can take many steps at a time. You have to be careful!" “What’s the point of just being careful?” Wang Haoran stared at Yang Xiao. “Do you think you can beat it?” "You'll know in the next round!" Yang Xiao walked to the electronic chessboard. This electronic chessboard was just a square electronic circuit board connected to the computer next to it. Park Suhyeong waved at the person next to him and said, “Show this Mr. Yang a match!” He turned around and smiled at Yang Xiao, “This is the perfect opportunity for him to back off!”

Mateo was the first to step in, followed by the hiker. On the panel by the right hand side of the elevator door, there were no numbers. Just two red arrows going in opposite directions. The one facing up was blinking a crimson red color while the one facing downward was dead. The door slid close and immediately, the arrow facing downward started blinking red while the one facing up, went dead. Without them touching anything, the elevator started moving the moment the door locked up.

Hailey Park. If you ever want to test the limits of your cardiovascular system, just step into a metal box with your terrifyingly attractive boss after he tells you, “We’re doing a rehearsal.” A rehearsal. In. An. Elevator. Because apparently, this man woke up this morning and chose K-drama chaos. It starts like this: He sends me a message at 8:02 a.m. — Subject: “Elevator. 9:00 sharp.” No context. No explanation. No warning that I should emotionally prepare myself for imminent death via romantic tension.

"Let's play a game." "What kind of game?" "The rules are elementary: tonight, after the awards ceremony and the disco night, I will wait for the moment when you enter the elevator that leads to the eighth floor, the one reserved for the guest rooms." "Mmmh... well, does your game seem a little too simple, don't you think, mysterious admirer?" Kora replied, raising her full glass in half and stopping to look at the man with a winking but scrupulous gaze. "Too simple?" he replied, astonished at that bold answer.

" I replied as I offered him a glass of wine. He drank from my hand as he took one of the bread and placed on my mouth. I moaned at the taste before I was suddenly picked up by the youths males and raised as they jubiliated. Darius laughed as they handed me to the women who quickly changed my clothes to be identical to there's and covered my hair before they explained the game. We would all cover our faces with identical outfits to test familiarity and intimacy. It wasn't a game to make or break the relationship, it was rather to build it and tease the men as all the men would play too since it was people with partners that played. The game started and I didn't move much, avoiding being the

she said defeatedly while Jules quited down. "Falling game is a couple game. You need to actt like a real couple. Where a man chooses his partner among the participants, only days are given in the game. There are activities and attendance. There is a punishment for those who are not active or caynt follow the rules. The price is high but that game is very dangerous. They give letters to the people they choose to participate in ", she explains almost whispering to me. "I think they started giving the letters yesterday in the lockers", Jules inserts.

I gulped nervously because of what's happening right now but before I could respond Tobi came back inside. “There’s nothing outside, Dad. It’s just some delusional human being trying to create chairs.” He said. Tobi’s Dad nodded before going back inside his study room. I fell down on the floor immediately after hearing the door close at Tobi’s Dad study room. “Are you okay?” Tobi asked and I nodded at him. I closed my eyes for a bit before trying to stand up. He immediately went near me when I was about to lose balance yet again.

The floor closed in between them as the elevator took them underground. The elevator stopped in a very big room which had only a few bulbs lighting up the place. There were three bunk beds in the room with two sofas and a small table in the middle of the room. Three boys could be seen occupying the sofas and playing cards together with two bottles of whiskey on the table. A gym was at one end of the room and two boys could be seen exercising at the gym. As soon as they walked out of the elevator, the boys playing cards ran to meet them.

Seungkwan begged in low tone. “H-He is right,” Hoshi agreed. Dokyeom nodded. Seeing the three clasped their hands, as if they are praying, Junhui rolled his eyes and said, “Okay. Come in.” With smiles, they went it. But before the the elevator shut, someone put her hand between the closing door. “Wait!” Wing a clang, the elevator opened again. Black long hair, rounded cheerful eyes, tiny sharp nose and plumped red lips, they all gasped when they recognized the woman in front of the elevator. Sharing the same bewilderment, Celine puffed, "Oh?"