The 13th floor

Fear is the path to the dark side.



I stood staring at the old ,wicked dilapidated building as a thin,malnourished wicked looking old man who seemed to be as old as the wicked old  building approached me .His steps slow his eyes fixated on me.
"Don't go in there sir" he whispered. How do I not go in there? I have to deliver 13 boxes of pizza in the 13th floor and damn they were paying hefty for it.
I ignored the old man as I set my foot into the old creeking elevator and pressed the button to the 13th floor.As soon as it reached the floor it creaked open .I  set my foot out and it seemed I had entered an entirely different world the floor had exactly 13 rooms none of them having a single opening.It stretched from nothingness to nothingness I turned around to leave as my sixth sense told me to but as I turned around  the hair on my back stood up because it seemed as if there was never an elevator to begin with.
Darkness consumed me and my surrounding as the only source of light seemed to coming out of the flashlight of my phone.
But as  even the last ounce of sanity was leaving my body my blood ran cold as I heard it again "Don't go in there sir".
-saikedelics🦋

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