Long Way Down Elevator Novels & Stories

We walk to the private elevator side by side, three feet apart. The doors open. I step in first. He follows. The doors close. The elevator starts its descent. At floor fifty-eight, the lights flicker. I glance at him. He glances at me. Then the power surges. The elevator jerks to a stop, trapped between floors. The lights die. Darkness swallows us whole. My heart slams against my ribs. The emergency lights kick in after three seconds, dim red glow from the corners, turning the elevator into a blood-soaked cage.

The air inside the tiny glass cylinder instantly grew thick, heavy, and suffocatingly small. ​"Reviewing files again?" Kendrick asked, his voice a low rumble over the hum of the mechanical cables as the elevator began its smooth, downward descent. ​"Trying to stay productive while you drag me into international waters," Lily replied dryly, keeping her eyes fixed firmly on the digital floor display panel above the doors. ​Suddenly, a loud, violent metallic CLANG echoed through the elevator shaft.

He pressed a button on the arm of his chair. ‎ ‎The floor beneath the cage gave a sudden lurch. ‎ ‎I gasped, grabbing Kaelen’s arm. ‎ ‎"Going down," Julius whispered. ‎ ‎The floor wasn't a floor. It was a freight elevator. ‎ ‎With a grinding mechanical groan, the stone slabs beneath our feet began to descend. The cage sank into the earth, taking us away from the light of the chapel, away from the pack, and down into the dark belly of the beast.

For a moment nothing happened. Then— click. A deep metallic sound echoed beneath the ground. Ancient machinery waking after years of silence. The earth seemed to tremble. Dust drifted from the ceiling. Slowly. Very slowly. A section of the floor began sliding aside. Nobody moved. Nobody breathed. Because beneath the maintenance building was not a tunnel. Not a room. Not a storage facility. It was an elevator. A massive industrial elevator descending into darkness. Tobe stared. "No." Father Michael nodded. "Yes."

The elevator plunged downward at breakneck speed, the metal cabin groaning softly as it cut through the earth. The descent felt endless, each second stretching into an eternity of silence. The only sounds were the faint hum of the machinery and Margaret's ragged, labored breathing—each exhale heavy with barely suppressed fury.

“Elara.” She looked up. “When I say jump... jump.” “What?” “Trust me.” “I do.” The answer came instantly. Without hesitation. His chest tightened. He had never wanted to deserve someone's trust as much as he did hers. He wrapped one arm around her securely. With the other, he reached toward the emergency lever. The elevator continued falling. Twenty-nine. Twenty-eight. Twenty-seven. He pulled. Nothing happened. He pulled harder. The lever finally snapped downward. A violent grinding noise exploded beneath them.

Case shouted. Lydia and June blurred out of the back of the van. They ran across the polished concrete. Lydia could feel the heat of the Sentinels nearby, even if she couldn't see them. They reached the elevator. June jammed a bypass key into the panel. The doors groaned and slid open. They scrambled inside. The doors closed just as the emergency red lights kicked in. The elevator began to descend. "Why are we going down?" June asked. "The High District is up."

He stated to himself, thinking about what could be connecting both books at this distance. He needed to know more. Staring at the book like this won't solve any problem. Elijah picked up the book, "Follow me," He instructed. They both moved to the other far end of the where. Getting there, Elijah reached out and pressed his thumb against a seamless panel there that blended perfectly with the glass walls. There was a click sound and the ground beneath them suddenly descended, like a small elevator but with no roof whatsoever. They travelled for almost ten minutes before it halted to a stop, and a small door in front of them eased open.

And if it took a punch to the face to remind him, then it will take a goddamn punch to the face to remind him. I aggressively punch the button for the elevator and step on once it opens. I hit the ground level and step to the back. Grasping the bar behind me, I lean my head back against the wall and close my eyes. I stay that way the entire ride down from the 58th floor. The elevator makes several stops, and there are a few hushed conversations involving me, mostly from the lower-level lackeys within the organization. They're mostly female. Always female and never not annoying.

Christiano leaned closer to Adeline and said with a faint smile, "Am I wrong?" "I..." All of a sudden, the elevator suddenly fell down. A sizzling sound came from above her head. She felt that she had been trapped in the darkness for a while. Adeline was so scared that he screamed. Christiano immediately reached out and held her in his arms! "Don't be afraid. I'm here!" The elevator was suddenly stuck in a spot where it didn't fall down. Adeline took a deep breath and heard Christiano say, "We just went down to the fifth floor. If I'm not mistaken, we should have fallen to the second floor of the underground floor!"