The Shining Elevator Blood Gif Novels & Stories

“Felix, is this elevator safe? I mean after all the sophistication I saw before, I can't believe that they use this kind of elevator." “Secure enough. Yes even though it looks ancient. This elevator is really cool.” Felix took out the black card he used to scan at the front gate. He swiped the card in the gap near the keypad. Then a holographic screen appeared. Felix pressed the codes quickly on the screen. And the operator's voice suddenly echoed between them, announcing that they would be escorted to their destination floor. “I suggest you hold on, Mila. It will be a bit sharp.” Right after Felix finished his words, the elevator suddenly shot down. Something that Mila didn't anticipate at

Squirms came first, then gurgles, then gagging, and the struggle to breathe. All from inside the elevator. The sound didn't go down till two minutes later, and in the dark, Antonio came out of the elevator, holding a long knife that's soaked with crimson. His face, hands, and clothes are soaked with the same colour. Kira's blood. The lights out is his doing, and by calculation, the lights should be back on in two more minutes.

Her huge, bloody mouth opened and closed slowly as she forced the words out. I nodded. "It's really late. Don't worry. I'll help you find some skin to wear tomorrow." She nodded like an obedient kid. The livestream chat went dead silent. After a while, someone finally typed, [What the heck is going on?] [Nine people took the stairs, and four of them are already dead. And this girl rides the death elevator, babysits the freaking bloody lady, and survives?] [Am I the only one impressed that she kept a straight face while calling a blood-soaked, skinless creature "gorgeous"?]

I shoved the gurney inside, jumped in with Leo, and hit the button for the subterranean vault docks. The doors closed just as Vivian's silver gun began to chew through the outer drywall. --- POV: Elena The elevator was moving down rapidly, the emergency red lights bathing the small space in a bloody glow. I lay on my side, my hands clutching my lower abdomen. The pain was dulling, replaced by a strange, freezing numbness from the synthetic blood formula running through my veins. I looked up. Alexander was kneeling on the floor of the elevator, his white shirt completely torn at the shoulder, holding Leo tightly against his chest.

Suddenly, the elevator stopped abruptly and the lights went off. "What's happening??" Brixlee shierked with a trembling voice. Nathan fished out his phone from his pocket and turned on its flash light. "If only we had taken the stairs!!" he exclaimed flashing the lights on Brixlee whose heart was racing. A chill of unease ran down her spine as her face turned purple with fear. Was she going to die?? "I've watched these kind of scenes in movies where the hero and the heroine get trapped in an elevator and what happens to them is always terrible"Brixlee’s ranted with shivers running down her spine.

POV: Elena The sixty-sixth floor was a tomb of glass and high-voltage static. The moment the elevator doors groaned open, the smell hit me—not just the copper tang of blood, but the sharp, burning scent of fried circuits and ozone. The entire executive suite was bathed in a rhythmic, strobe-like gold light, pulsing from the server room at the end of the hall. "Silas, stay behind me," I hissed, my voice dropping into that resonant, terrifying register. "The floor is live. Julian hasn't just locked the room; he’s turned the carpet into a grounding plate."

A monster is what he will get. I was about to shoot at the next man, when the chiming sound of a descending elevator, suddenly caught my attention. Apparently, I wasn't the only one who wanted to know who was in there, as my men got into attack stances, readying their guns to shoot. The doors of the elevator slowly gave way to reveal those set of blue eyes that had been tormenting my sleep. There she was in the elevator, covered with bloodstains and and aura of eerie calmness.

she responded with her melodious voice. I did not say another word before sprinting toward the company building. I went straight to the lower-level elevators. I entered the lift and pressed U9. I don’t know if they were there, but that was the floor where Baltazar locked me in. I was still panting when the elevator’s ding sounded. As the thick metal door slid open, a whiff of metallic scent invaded my nostrils. The once pristine flooring I had in my mind was now painted with red liquid. The bodies of cloaked entities were scattered in the corridor; none of their heads were attached to their necks, and the walls had splatters of their blood. It was a bloodbath. I fell to my knees with a thud.

Jace thanked the receptionist and the two of them walked to the elevator. "Since, when you got interested to baby fats?" Kaizer asked Jace as he pushed the bright button in the elevator that would lead them to the third floor. The elevator was powered with water magic, maybe because to thrift electricity. It lifted upward when the opposite tube was emptied with water and plummeted downward when the water lifting the elevator puked back to the opposite tube. The water changed color for each time and it somehow added to the liveliness of the hotel. Watching the smooth tornado-like sipping of the water, Jace answered.