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The apartment building where I grew up only had three floors. Everyone knew that. The elevator buttons stopped at 3. The stairwell stopped at 3. Or at least
 It was supposed to. One night, I came home around 2:00 AM. The elevator doors opened. Inside was an elderly woman carrying groceries. She smiled. “What floor?” “Three.” She pressed the button. Then
 Without looking at me
 She pressed another button that wasn’t there before. 4. The elevator started moving again. Past the third floor. I laughed. “I didn’t know there was a fourth.” She didn’t answer. The doors opened. The hallway looked exactly like mine. Same carpet. Same lights. Same apartment numbers. Except
 Every apartment door was slightly open. No sounds. No TVs. No people. Just silence. The woman stepped out. Before the doors closed, she looked back at me. Her smile was gone. She whispered, “You shouldn’t have stayed inside.” The doors shut. I immediately pressed 3. Nothing happened. The elevator wouldn’t move. Finally, the doors opened again. Still the fourth floor. But now
 Every apartment door was closed. Except one. At the very end. Its door was wide open. Inside
 I could hear my own voice. Laughing. Curious, I walked toward it. Family photos covered the walls. Every picture had me in it. Birthdays. Graduation. Vacations. Except
 I didn’t remember any of them. In the newest photo
 I was standing beside the elderly woman. Smiling. Holding a set of apartment keys. The picture frame was dated
 Tomorrow. A phone started ringing somewhere inside the apartment. The caller ID read: HOME I answered. A terrified voice whispered, “Listen carefully.” “I’m you.” “You have about thirty seconds before she comes back.” Before I could respond
 The apartment lights went out. Heavy footsteps echoed from the hallway. Slow. Steady. Getting closer. The elderly woman’s voice softly called, “I forgot one passenger.” I ran. The elevator doors were still open. I dove inside and repeatedly hit 3. The doors closed just as a pale hand reached through the gap. The elevator dropped. Hard. When it finally opened
 I was back on the third floor. Everything looked normal. The next morning, I checked the elevator. There were only three buttons. No sign of a fourth floor. Until I noticed something scratched into the metal panel beneath the buttons. “Next time
 don’t get off.” #fyp #viral #scarytiktoks #scarystories #scary
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 Without looking at me
 She pressed another button that wasn’t there before. 4. The elevator started moving again. Past the third floor. I laughed. “I didn’t know there was a fourth.” She didn’t answer. The doors opened. The hallway looked exactly like mine. Same carpet. Same lights. Same apartment numbers. Except
 Every apartment door was slightly open. No sounds. No TVs. No people. Just silence. The woman stepped out. Before the doors closed, she looked back at me. Her smile was gone. She whispered, “You shouldn’t have stayed inside.” The doors shut. I immediately pressed 3. Nothing happened. The elevator wouldn’t move. Finally, the doors opened again. Still the fourth floor. But now
 Every apartment door was closed. Except one. At the very end. Its door was wide open. Inside
 I could hear my own voice. Laughing. Curious, I walked toward it. Family photos covered the walls. Every picture had me in it. Birthdays. Graduation. Vacations. Except
 I didn’t remember any of them. In the newest photo
 I was standing beside the elderly woman. Smiling. Holding a set of apartment keys. The picture frame was dated
 Tomorrow. A phone started ringing somewhere inside the apartment. The caller ID read: HOME I answered. A terrified voice whispered, “Listen carefully.” “I’m you.” “You have about thirty seconds before she comes back.” Before I could respond
 The apartment lights went out. Heavy footsteps echoed from the hallway. Slow. Steady. Getting closer. The elderly woman’s voice softly called, “I forgot one passenger.” I ran. The elevator doors were still open. I dove inside and repeatedly hit 3. The doors closed just as a pale hand reached through the gap. The elevator dropped. Hard. When it finally opened
 I was back on the third floor. Everything looked normal. The next morning, I checked the elevator. There were only three buttons. No sign of a fourth floor. Until I noticed something scratched into the metal panel beneath the buttons. “Next time
 don’t get off.” #fyp #viral #scarytiktoks #scarystories #scary
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