Novel & Cerita The Elevator By William Sleator

He latched on as another wave of euphoria washed over Meredith. Suddenly the elevator started moving. Brayden let go of Meredith’s breast with a pop. He licked the sensitive erect bud then carefully placed it back in her dress and pulled them into the corner. When the elevator door opened, Meredith had her back to the door and Brayden held her closely pressed to him in the corner. He looked up as he kissed her forehead and saw his brother Clinton stepping into the elevator. Clinton pushed the button for the ground floor and turned his back to the couple as he stood in the front of the small elevator. He sighed lightly and commented on the situation with three words. “The elevator god.”

explained the lecturer. Sandra grumbled, "Then why don't we use the elevator?" she asked once again. "Because two elevators are out and one is being repaired," replied the female lecturer. "What's the difficulty in adding one more elevator! My father is the biggest contributor to this institution! I should have my own elevator! Argh!" She complained as she climbed the stairs. And the lecturer who guided him just shook his head. He didn't want to reply to what this Miss Leopald said. Because she knew it was just a waste of energy.

there was only one button labelled ‘3’ meaning the elevator only lead to the third floor, as the elevator door closes she felt she might die if she arrived that floor, she looked up the elevator and saw an opening, a sealed air space, quickly she poked the seal with the base ball bat, the seal opened up and she threw the base ball bat out the hole then jumped up and grabbed an edge then she forcefully climbed out through the hole and at that moment the elevator reached the third floor and as the elevator door opened she waited to see something come in but nothing just silence, she was about to climb down back into the elevator when a lion pounced into the elevator angrily shaking the place,

As we climb up, I notice that there must be at least 3 more floors above the one we’re about to get to, each one as large as the ground floor. “All this walking must tire you guys out.” I half-joke, but the maid simply turns to me, ever-smiling, and says, “Well we don’t usually walk. Mr Sinclair has an elevator installed. I’ll show it to you if you like?” Oh. Why it still shocks me that Sinclair is rich I have no idea, but each new thing makes me forget a little more about the threat the car seemed like an hour ago.

“Come, I love treating my visitors specially and guess what? He asked, leading her gently towards the elevator that she didn't know was there. “You came at the right time” he chuckled as he pressed the button but it didn't go up but instead it descended low. It was an underground, Leah gazed over at him surprised but he just smiled warmly. “I'm sure you'll love it" he patted her hand, with my fist clenched. Leah fought to remain calm… . whatever this was, she was going to find out who Nathan truly is. The elevator shuddered as it descended, the walls vibrating with a mechanical hum that matched the pounding of her heart. Edwardo stood beside me, his smile almost fatherly, yet the gleam in hi

This elevator was reserved for the elite, exclusively serving high-ranking board members and upper management. Elena's thumb met the fingerprint pad, and the elevator's doors obediently slid open. The two stepped inside, and she pressed the illuminated button, beckoning the elevator to transport them to the highest floor of the company. A soft chime marked its arrival, and the elevator doors parted seamlessly, delivering them to the exclusive executive floor. This floor exuded an ambiance of grandiosity and refined elegance. As they traversed the ornate corridor, each door bore a distinguished title, representing the domains of the company's highest echelons of leadership.

" Just then he said, he turned around and left with the secretaries. I have never heard that Lotus Company would run short of money that it would even cut off the electricity at night. But, I don't care about that. All I need is to pack the bags and leave. I have got out of the building, or else I may be stuck in the elevator. I instantly packed the bags, locked the locker and ran towards the lift. Surprisingly, Mr. George didn't go far. He was just entering the elevator. There were six elevators in my life. Out of six, five were on the ground floor, only the sixth one was on my floor. Moreover, if I would waste my time bringing another elevator from the ground floor, it would take time. So,

, and the floor vibrated and started shaking to move, it was declining downwards. Hellion was standing at the edge with her shoulders folded upon one another, while Sam and Murphy jumped by the sudden movements under their feet! They were hoping for the surprises to end, as each and every of it was freaking them out. Hellion cleared her throat calmly after having watched the show of scaring them to death, her lips twitched into a smile as she explained the behavior of the room drowning in this odd fashion, “This is an elevator actually, designed as a room, whoever hasn’t encountered this earlier, doesn’t know what to do here and certainly gets caught in this little room of wonders”.

Only half of the lift was accessible to the floor, the other half faces the gray cemented wall. “You must go first, madame.” Fred said, guiding me to the front. A man in a suit reached his hand down to take me as I held mine up. But before I could grab him, a loud screeching sound filled our ears as the elevator escalated down quickly, the gravity pulling us down, the wall scraping the outer side of the elevator doors causing sparks to occur while I fell on the floor, Tony and Fred pulling me away from the front.

Elana questioned as she tugged me by the silk robe, pulling me back inside the safety of the apartment. “I saw someone in the elevator,” I said, my voice barely a whisper. I looked confused, my brain trying to make sense of the fear. “Those eyes... They looked so daring. So cold.” Elana looked at me with a frown. To her, I was just being paranoid. In a building like Obsidian Heights, people take elevators all the time. There are dozens of residents, guests, and delivery people. To a human, it was just a neighbor going home.