[ WP ] `` The elevator had an extra button , but instead of a number , it was only labeled with a question mark . ''

I'd misjudged the amount of traffic this morning, and pulled into my spot an unfortunate 30 minutes early. I hated days like this, especially when I skip breakfast to make sure I'm not late. The song on the radio was another shitty hit that I'd heard every morning for the last week. I pulled the keys from the ignition and made my way towards the office. 
 
 *Mondays... * I wiped a piece of sleep crust from my eye. *Worst fuckin' day of the week. Everyone should just get to work four 10's. * I was definitely not a morning person. I opened the door to the building, greeting the security guard station at the front desk. He waved back, sipping on his morning coffee. I called the elevator and watched the numbers descend as it came to carry me to work. The doors parted, revealing a new interior and brighter lights. It was odd, but slightly refreshing. *Always nice to get something new in life... I guess. * 
 
 I stepped into the elevator and blindly pressed the button I assumed would be `` 9'', the floor I work on. It was muscle memory at this point, second from the top! The doors started to close when I noticed the `` 8'' was lit up instead. *Shit* I reached a finger out for the 9, but that's when I saw it. A new button, a bright red question mark. Immediately I looked up to the camera, thinking it had to be some kind of hidden camera show. That only burned my curiosity. 
 
 `` Fuck it'' 
 
 I pushed my thumb into the question mark button, watching it light up. The 8 lost it's color, as it was no longer selected. The doors stayed closed and nothing was happening. The elevator was n't moving. After a few seconds I hit the button again, nothing changed. I yawned and shook my head. *I'm done, not worth the time* I went to press the button for my floor. 
 
 **CH-CH-CH-CH-ERRRRRRR-CRACK** 
 
 The elevator dropped a few feet, I lost my balance and grabbed for the rails on the wall. It stopped, no more sounds no more movement. I was awake now, my breathing increased as adrenaline and fear coursed through my body. Instantly I wanted out of the elevator and pressed the `` Open Doors'' button as quickly as I could. It ignored me, the button did n't even light up. 
 
 **CHIIICK** 
 
 The lights went out,, with the exception of the taunting glow of the ``?'' button. I tried to calm my breathing down, the elevator has n't moved. I'm on the bottom floor. It's not like I'm going to fall from the top of the building if anything goes wrong. I reached for the `` Help'' button. 
 
 **Wah.. Wah... WahwahwahwahWAHWAHWAHWAH** 
 
 I could feel myself shooting up at a much faster rate than normal. Profanity and curses ran through my thoughts as my hands clenched the rails behind me. I've never closed my eyes this forcefully, but they were clenched shut. 
 
 *DING* 
 
 The momentum stopped. I heard the doors sliding open. I did n't realize, but I was n't breathing so I gasped for air and opened my eyes. Spots littered my vision as bright lights tried to blind me. The elevator was still dark, but whatever floor this was had incredibly bright lights. I leaped out of the elevator as fast as I possibly could. I heard the doors close behind me, but I did n't care I was taking the stairs for the rest of my life. 
 
 After my eyes adjusted and my breathing returned to normal, I looked around the room. It was plain, but it did n't look like any other of the floors of the building I'd seen. There were no bathrooms, no stairs entrance just a giant set of doors in front and the elevator behind. I took a second glance back at the elevator. 
 
 *What the fuck...? * The building had two separate elevators, but only one of them stopped on this floor? And no call buttons? Apparently there's only one way to go, then. 
 
 I walked to the large set of doors and opened them without any problems. The new room was very small, white walls, white tiles, white ceiling... Against the back wall was a desk with paper and a remote on top, above the desk was a TV mounted to the wall. I walked forward and grabbed the paper. 
 
 **Greetings and condolences. ** 
 
 Please Turn on the TV. Watch the video until it finishes. Then continue to the next room. 
 
 I raised an eyebrow to the paper. *Condolences? What the hell is going on? * I grab the remote and press the red power button in the corner. It looks like the feed for the security camera in the elevator. A man walks into the elevator. The man looks familiar, I squint my eyes and realize that it's me. Suddenly the feed appears in a much higher quality. The man - me - looks into the camera making direct eye contact with me. Confusing and fear start to boil in my stomach as the feed continues. The elevator shakes and tumbles and Video Me loses his balance and grabs the wall and railing. I see myself rapidly pressing the buttons on the elevator, and then the lights go out in the video. I ca n't hear any of the sounds but I remember them and they're much louder in my thoughts. I know what happens next, I shoot up and get off the elevator. What's the point of this? 
 
 The feed continues in a way I do n't remember. When the elevator was supposed to shoot up building at a high speed, it was actually me being lifted into the air. The elevator was actually falling... My eyes widened as I realized this, as they watched my body slowly rise through the elevator before it crumpled to the ground. The feed remained on my broken body for a few short seconds before the TV powered itself down.
