Elevator Ritual

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Three sisters were bored late one night in a hotel, and searching the internet for superstitious games to play may not always be the best idea. After all, all superstitions are based on something. Part of the Entatai Compilation.

Submitted: July 28, 2017

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Submitted: July 28, 2017



Sunni copied the instructions from the computer screen onto the hotel notepad. Then the read the instructions, and copied them a second time, for the return trip.

“Let’s do this. The directions are the same both ways. You don’t need to write it out,” Stormi groaned.

Sunni turned to snarl at her sister. “Four different sites say this game is dangerous and panic inducing. I’m going to be prepared.”

“Calm down you two, the sites also say to do the game alone, and we’re doing it together,” Raini said. “Which means it probably won’t work.”  

The three of them were triplets, same height, same eyes, same build. Sunni thanked the moons of Ether for hair dye and makeup, because they may have looked the same, but Sunni couldn’t be more different than her sisters.

Sunni finished writing out the instructions, then stood up. “I’m ready,” she sighed.

“It probably won’t work anyway,” Raini said, trying to placate both girls.

“And even if it does, any one of us could remember to do directions in reverse,” Stormi sneered.

“Then you can have this paper,” Sunni said. She shoved the first sheet into her sister’s hand and walked out of the business area of the hotel. The front desk clerk glared at them as they made their way to the elevator. Sunni almost wished he would stop them. Stormi thought this was an adventure. Raini thought it was a waste of time. But, Sunni was afraid it was real. There were strange, unexplained things in the universe, and the accounts people gave were so similar, it was disturbing.

“When we’re done with this, let’s go swimming,” Raini said as she hit the call button for the elevator.

“Are you sure we won’t be terrified out of our minds?” Stormi said with a grin.

Raini rolled her eyes and stepped back as the elevator door opened. Raini was the first on the elevator, followed closely by Stormi. Sunni reluctantly followed behind Stormi, close enough to not reveal how apprehensive she really was to get on the elevator.

“Okay, here we go,” Stormi said. She held the paper out and cleared her throat.

“Fourth floor.”

Raini was apparently the designated button pusher as she pushed the button for the fourth floor.

Stormi waited until the elevator was past the third floor before she spoke again.

“Second floor.”

The door slid open on the fourth floor and Raini pressed the button for the second floor.

Sunni took a deep breath. She contemplated stepping off as the doors opened on the second floor, but if this game was a sham, her sisters would never let her forget her cowardice. If the game was real, they would never forgive her cowardice.

“Sixth floor.”

Sunni moved to the side of the elevator, away from the doors, and closer to Raini.

“Second floor.”


“It’s part of the ritual, a sequence that won’t accidently trigger the occult summoning,” Stormi said with false grandiose.

“Tenth floor.”

Raini pressed the button then took the time to pull her hair back away from her face. “If you guys don’t want to swim, we could go to the sauna.”

“Fifth floor, and this is where a woman gets on, nobody look at her or acknowledge her, no matter what.”

Raini sighed, loudly, and pressed the button for the fifth floor.

Sunni chewed on her lip. There would be no one, it was just a game, a lark.

As the doors opened, Sunni glanced into the hallway to see a woman step onto the elevator. Stormi stepped away from the woman and Sunni turned her gaze to the floor. The glimpse was enough to see the woman’s filthy, shredded dress and messy black hair piled haphazardly on her head. The worst was the smell. The woman smelled like sweat and the metallic tang of blood.

“First floor,” Stormi’s voice was subdued now. Sunni hoped her sister was at least half as scared as she was as the elevator rose to the tenth floor.

Sunni knew the elevator rising indicated that the game was complete, but staying on the elevator with the creepy woman was not an option.

As soon as the doors slid open, all three of them ran off the elevator.

“Where are you going?” the woman crackled.

Sunni turned, but Raini grabbed her arm and kept her from looking back.

“Guys?” Stormi said. She pointed to the window at the end of the hallway. There were supposed to be several shorter buildings around the hotel, but those buildings were gone, empty square lots of dead grass were in their place.

But worst of all, was the cross in the distance. It wasn’t a cross as Sunni normally saw them, it was even, perfectly symmetrical both laterally and horizontally, like a huge plus sign. The cross glowed with a bright orange light, and seemed to be the only source of light in the desolate world.

Sunni glanced back at the elevator. The door was still open, but the elevator was empty.

“Where’s the woman?” Sunni whispered.

Stormi looked back and chuckled nervously. “Let’s go,” she gasped.

Sunni ran to the elevator ahead of Stormi and Raini. It took too long, impossibly long to reach the elevator, and when she did, she had to hold the door to keep it open long enough for her sisters to run in behind her.

“I’m going to kill you, Stormi!” Sunni cried as she pulled her paper out of her pocket and punched in each floor on her list. 4-2-6-2-10-5. She stood back and relaxed slightly as the elevator descended to the first floor.

As the elevator door opened, Sunni moved to step off it, but she was saved by Raini yanking her back. Then, Sunni saw it. The first floor was bathed in the same orange glow as the tenth floor, and the clerk was the woman.

Sunni whimpered as the woman met her stare and grinned, her teeth the color of drying blood.

“You did it wrong! Move!” Stormi yelled. She pushed Raini out of the way and hit the button for the fourth floor.

The woman stood at the end of the hallway.

As the doors opened on the second floor, the woman was closer, and every door was rattling against the frames.

When they opened on the sixth floor, the woman was sitting in the middle of the hallway, holding a rusty machete.

When they opened again on the second floor, the woman was dancing in a sight circle, with a lit candle in her hand.

When they opened on the tenth floor, the woman was merely three feet from the elevator, walking slowly towards it.

When they opened on the fifth floor, she threw the rusty machete into the elevator. Raini ducked, the blade embedding itself into the wall inches from her head.

When Stormi hit the button for the tenth floor, the elevator descended to the floor.

“I’m going to kill you, Stormi,” Sunni whispered.

“Not if that woman gets me first,” Stormi retorted.

The doors opened and Sunni was immensely relieved to see the lobby was bathed in the artificial light of the chandeliers, and the desk was manned by the same impatient man that was there when they left.

Sunni grabbed the door to ensure they could get off and looked back. The machete was gone, but there was still a deep grove in the wall. She stepped off the elevator with Raini and Stormi, then she released the door.

All three of them took a deep breath, then Stormi hit the call button again.

“What are you doing?” Sunni shrieked.

“I want to go to our room. It’s on the seventh floor,” Stormi snapped.

“I’m taking the stairs,” Raini said.

“I’m with her,” Sunni said. This time the fear of being a coward didn’t factor into her decision at all. She ran up the stairs behind Raini, knowing that demonic realm and evil woman would haunt her dreams for years to come.

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