The Elevator
16/XI/1998

This is a true story.

It happened to a guy who worked as staff on the 40th floor of a 60 story building.

On that day (a Thursday night), he worked overtime and was forced to go home alone around 11:00 at night. No-one was known to be inside the building, aside from the night patrol, and it was quite dark on that floor.

He went to the elevator and pressed the down button. The door opened with no-one inside. He went in and pressed "G" for ground floor. Strangely, the elevator went up. He tried to press the down button again but it continued to go up.

When it reached the 59th floor, the elevator stopped.

The door opened and a woman who was mysteriously beautiful, with long auburn hair and a white dress, smiled sweetly at him and entered the elevator.

The guy was wondering who she was, since he had never seen her ever since he worked in that building. He was asking himself, "Who is she, and why hasn't she gone home yet when it's nearly midnight. It's not safe for a lady to be alone so late at night". He wanted to ask her but he was shy so he kept silent.

In the silence, the elevator went down slowly from one floor to another, 48, 46, 40, 36, 29, 18, when suddenly on the 13th floor, the lights in the elevator went off and the elevator suddenly stopped.

It was pitch black. He pressed the emergency button, waited, but nothing happened. Suddenly, he smelled a very foul odour: something rotten. Goosepimples rose all over his skin. His heart beat faster, cold sweat broke out on his brow, he could not breathe. He began to say a prayer and tried to calm himself; breathe normally. He moved backwards, slowly. Then the lights flickered and came on.

Suddenly, the woman, who was behind him, gave an evil eerie laugh and said "Sorry, I farted!"