Today’s post is a collaborative ghost story being written by several bloggers. Visit Smithereens first for the beginning of the story.

As I looked up, my smile froze and my heart skipped a beat…

The man was tall and thin. His face pale, his cheeks hollow and his eyes sunken. He stared straight ahead. “Working late too?” I asked.

He acted like I wasn’t there.

“We need to get out in the daylight more often, these fluorescent lights aren’t doing much for the ol’ complexion.”

Still no response. I shifted uncomfortably from foot to foot.

“What slave-driver do you work for? I bet you’re in the legal department, right?”

The man didn’t move a muscle.

I stared at the numbers above the elevator door. None of them were lit. It didn’t even feel like we were moving.

“This elevator sure is slow tonight,” I said. I reached over and pushed the ground floor button again. I pushed it again. And then I kept pushing it, fast.

“This elevator doesn’t stop at that floor,” said the man. I don’t know what unsettled me more, that the man finally spoke or the deep, dusty sound of his voice.

I laughed nervously and pushed the button again.

“This elevator only stops when it gets to the bottom,” said the man.

“You know, that’s not very funny,” I said. My voice came out in a higher pitch than I would have liked. I sounded scared, not the thing you want to sound stuck in an elevator with a crazy man. I backed away from him as far as I could get which admittedly wasn’t very far. I reached into my bag searching for the mace I kept there. But if I had to use it in an elevator I wasn’t sure that I wouldn’t be incapacitated too. I had to take my chances. My hand closed on it and found the trigger, if he made a move I was ready.

But he didn’t move. He just stood there staring straight ahead.

After what seemed like a very long time, the elevator bell dinged. I relaxed a little, finally I could get out of here. The elevator doors slid open…

(To be continued…)

The next chapter will be at Incurable Logophilia. Be sure to check out the list of participants and the order. You don’t want to miss what happens next!