J. S. Mueller wrote a short piece inspired by the latest Scribble Challenge. While the story is too long to be considered for voting purposes, it’s certainly a pleasure to read!
I’m happy to share it with all of you.
The elevator door opened. Matt surveyed the space inside. A metal box with walls painted to look like wood grain, a stainless steel hand rail wrapped around three sides at hip height, dirty red linoleum on the floor. He contemplated taking the stairs. What’s eight flights anyway?
“Hold that, please.”
He put out a hand and held the door. A woman strode past him into the elevator, turned and smiled. She looked like a young Rosario Dawson, but with a pixie cut. She was dressed like she might have been coming from a job waiting tables, black cotton pants and white collared shirt.
“Thanks. You comin’?” she asked, cocked her head to the side.
Matt blinked and stepped into the elevator without giving it another thought. That was a mistake. The moment he turned and the door bumped…
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