CreepsMcPasta Creepypasta Radio - "My friend and I made up 'The Elevator Game'" Creepypasta

Episode Date: January 4, 2021

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It seems really weird now, five years later. Out of all the games Alex and I made up, this one, was the strangest by far. I don't even know how he came up with the idea. It was probably Alex that thought of it. He was always the one thinking up the new cool thing we'd do. He was the finiest of this friendship, if you will. No, now that I think about it, it was my idea. No wonder it backfired.

The game was actually pretty simple. I think it was the placing of the new elevator in our apartment block that played the part in the making of the idea. It was one of those elevators that are designed to look super smart and classy, but in reality was really cramped and hard to get from point A to point B with. You've seen the type. Metallic doors, metallic buttons, soft red light shaped like triangles above the doors that indicated if it was going up or down. Just generally very uncomfortable and very inconveniencing. the annoying ping sound it made whenever it stopped on a floor,

someone made it that much worse. At least they didn't play cheesy music. Long story short, the elevator sucked. Alex was quick to point this out when he first saw it. Dude, this elevator is stupid as hell. He looked very proud of himself for having used a bad word, like any self-respecting 10-year-old would. Still better than your place,

I returned and pressed the annoying metallic button on the left side of the door. The obnoxious red light for down lit up in an instant. And that's when I got the idea. It started as something a kid would ask themselves. What would happen if we could make both a light shine? I thought to myself at first. Somehow it turned into,

what if someone inside the elevator and outside the elevator on different floors press different buttons at the same time? I offered my earth-shattering, groundbreaking question to Alex. I proposed, we try it. And so, the game was born. We used to be the cool kids that had decent smartphones in fourth grade, and we used them for the game. We would make a call, and one of us went in. The quality of an elevator call is atrocious, as you may know,

but it was just good enough to count down from three to know when the other is pressing their button. Usually, the one on the outside counted. The deal was, your finger had to be on the desired button, so you could press it immediately. The one on the outside, me more often than that, would be on the seventh floor. We decided, decision may or may not have been influenced by me living there, while the one on the outside would call the elevator down to the fourth floor. Then, attempt to press the button to the third.

It worked well enough for us, I guess. It was almost uncanny how determined we grew to sink up perfectly and make it happen. In the beginning, we only gave it five tries before we grew bored. with it. The next day, however, Alex himself wanted to go back and try again. I teased him, but I had to admit to myself that I was pretty hooked too. We gave it 10 tries, then 15 the next day, then 20. Eventually, we would spend up to two hours just trying to time it perfectly. The neighbours hated it. The ping sound was loud and it irritated them understandably. We were huge jerks now that I think about it.

We usually did this crap starting around 3 o'clock and anyone who was taking time off from work to enjoy the summer was thwarted by two dumb kids. Sorry. Obviously, nothing ever happened. Whoever was inside the elevator usually just ended up on the 7th or the 3rd floor. Once, Alex succeeded in stopping on the 5th floor.

I remember how we also somehow caused the elevator to block in between the 5th and 6th floors. both events are separate from what I'm talking about. Hell if I know how we manage that. At first, I was scared to be the one in the elevator. I didn't want it to break down with me inside, but after seeing how much fun Alex was having and how nothing ever came up,

I agreed we should take turns. But twice, something did happen. The first time was about a month into doing this ritual. I was to be the one in the elevator. We hadn't gotten yet. yelled at today, which was unusual, seeing as we had been doing this for a little over two hours. Actually, he was deserted in the building. Ready?

Asked Alex in a comical, serious tone. Copy that, ready. I returned in a mock talk, and I could hear him giggling along with me through the phone. All righty then, get in. Alex stifled a laugh. Idiot, I thought affectionately, and went in. The inside of the elevator was dimly lit by three barely functioning lights. When facing the doors, ones inside, the buttons with a different force were to your right.

There was one of these big mirrors that seemingly don't really belong on the far wall. Otherwise, the space was super tiny. My mother and I barely fit in their side by side, not accounting for groceries. I positioned myself in front of the buttons. I put my finger over the number three. "'In position, Sarge,' I said, mockingly. Alex burst out laughing, but he contained himself quickly. There was a snickering too.

It's hard not to laugh at your own joke sometimes. Okay, he got serious. The quality of the connection was getting worse fast. Three? Static. I hoped he hadn't said two yet. Two? This time it sounded more solid.

I drew in a breath and held it. One. I pressed down too hard. My finger sort of slipped and only managed to hit the side of the button. I cursed myself and the elevator started going up to the seventh floor. I sighed. Maybe we should stop soon. Suddenly, the elevator shook violently and groaned. I almost screamed, but the sound caught up in my throat and all I managed was a muffled moan. The elevator screeched to a halt.

The shaking stopped. I shivered. The stupid machine had scared me half to death. Hey Mike, you're right? Alex yelled into the phone, startling me 75% to death. Ah, I'm fine. Don't shout so loud. I looked around nervously and suddenly felt terribly claustrophobic.

It was eerily quiet. I decided cheesy elevator music isn't that bad after all. I'm sure it'll be fine in like five minutes. These things are stupid, we probably overheated it or something. Alex sounded slightly nervous, but he seemed to manage to convince himself he was right. I, however, wasn't so sure. Um, should I press a button? What?

The connection was very bad. Do I press a button? Okay, do it, Alex decided. I hit number six. It should have been the next floor by my case. calculation. This proved to be a mistake. The lights turned off with a loud click that frightened me and caused me to yelp. Uh, okay, what, Mike? I barely made out anything under the static, although I understood the question I didn't answer. I stood trembling like a leaf

in the dark confines of the elevator. The button for six cast in soft red light that reflected off the mirror. This meant that it wasn't a power outage. After some time, my eyes got used to the darkness, and I made out my shape and the dial with the buttons in the mirror. I couldn't really see the doors, but even the things

I did see calm me down a little. This calm was soon replaced by dread. After two minutes of occasionally pressing a button, I began feeling it. The feeling that I'm not alone. that someone is in the elevator with me.

I began sweating and pressing down the button again. I could feel tears welling up in my eyes. Alex? I had no idea why I was whispering. There was nothing but static from the other line. Shouldn't I have heard something? Anything? Alex!

I hissed into the phone. Nothing. This had been my fear all along that I would get stuck in the dumb thing. Tears began running down my cheeks, and I pressed the button once more. It wasn't working. Why wasn't it working? It felt like three hours had passed already.

And where was Alex? What was he doing? Shouldn't he be going down the stairs, looking for someone who can help? My eye caught something in the mirror, and my train of thought halted. I looked and couldn't believe my eyes. This was impossible, not only because of how cramped the space was. This thing I was seeing. I'll try to describe it as best as I could.

It was tall, too tall. It was thin, impossibly so. Had it been any creature from this realm, it would have been so malnourished that it wouldn't be alive if it was alive in the first place. It had a dark skin, almost black. It seemed the light stopped dead around it, like the shadow surrounded and or emerged from it.

It had two huge, bright eyes, but somehow their brightness was. well, dark, much like the shadows. They seemed to burn holes in my head from the reflection. I was frozen in place under the thing's gaze. My finger was still over the button, but I realized at once that I wasn't ever getting out of here, I would remain in this creature's realm forever.

I began weeping, frightened, as I finally regained control of my body and press the button as fast as I could manage. The creature stood and moving. The elevator was just as still as it. I'd never get out of here. I'd known it was a bad idea all along, hadn't I? I closed my eyes tightly and awaited my fate.

Suddenly, the doors opened. I could tell because of the light that crawled in the shadowy inside of the elevator and shown on my eyelid. The annoying ping that sounded whenever the stupid machine stopped filled my ears. I opened my eyes widely with a gasp. The mirror only reflected a very very... very scared me and the open doors showing the seventh floor and a petrified wide-eyed Alex. I couldn't believe it.

I was alive. I should have heard the elevator moving though. I don't know what saved me. Maybe it was the fact that I'd hit the button wrong, even though there makes no sense. I have no idea. My guess is as good as yours. All I know is I got a hell of a lot luckier. than Alex.

After I exited the elevator, sobbing, Alex asked me what was wrong, and all I could manage to tell him was I'd seen a monster in the elevator. We obviously stopped playing then, even though Alex wanted to see the creature for himself. I didn't know why. He was just always an adventurer, I guess.

Or maybe, he just didn't believe me. He couldn't really get anything else out of me. I was still very scared, so we went outside instead of just sitting on the stairs. The warm weather barely did anything to calm me. We sat on a park bench and made Alex promise we'd never play the game again. He scoffed at that, but seeing he was the only thing that would get me to relax, he agreed. For about a month, we never played again.

I'm sure the neighbours were happy as could be. In this time period, I stopped using the elevators and to this day I don't. I'm sure that creature is just waiting for an opportunity. After a little under a month, Alex proposed to play a game. I looked at him, horrified, he'd even say something like this, and he just shrugged at me. What? he asked like an idiot. I'm not going back in an elevator, I returned, baffled at his confusion.

Oh, it's that thing. He saw I was about to interrupt, insulted and continued. Listen to me, it was dark and you were probably scared and stuff. It was probably nothing. And even if it was something, I'm not making you go back in the elevator. I just need someone to press the button for me. He was getting all pumped up for an argument. But I thought his words through.

I never really had thought about the events that occurred to me on that day much, mainly because I was too scared to think. I realized he had a point. The thing never moved. Maybe it was my eyes playing tricks on me. I sighed. Okay then, I said, defeated. No, you listen to...

What? Alex paused. Okay, but I just pressed the button outside. I'm not going back in. Alex gave me a wide grin and led the way to my place. I was actually somewhat excited too. I should have never agreed to go back. Why, you ask? Because that day, we did it.

We timed it perfectly. It took an hour, sure. At first, my heart was racing, and I could barely bring myself to press down. But, after a while, I started doing it with ease. I was still wary of the game, but some time passed, and I actually began enjoying myself. And then it happened. Ready? I asked.

Always. Alex returned cheerfully. Good, I said. Three? Alex chuckled and I had to bite my lip. Two? My finger tensed over the button. One.

I pressed down. The other line went completely quiet. Alex, did we do it? I asked in a hushed whisper like he could have known anyway. No response. I looked up at the stupid triangular lights to see where he was headed, even though I couldn't hear the elevator moving. both lights were shining.

My breathing became uneven. I tried to convince myself all that happened was the elevator broke down. Mike? I heard over the phone. I jumped about a foot in the air before realizing I should probably answer Alex. Yes, I'm here, I said, just over the normal speaking volume. Mike, please. I'm scared. I didn't understand. could he not hear me?

This isn't funny, he said, and I heard him sob. Alex, okay, all right, adult, I need a... A loud bang sounded. The sound of a very heavy metallic thing hitting something. My breathing stopped in my throat. Alex? I managed after a minute. The call suddenly hung up on its own.

Or maybe Alex hung up. The red lights turned off. Everything went quiet. Alex. It was gone. That thing had gotten him. I'm sure of it. Neighbors soon pulled around, trying to figure out what made the noise.

Some lady exited the apartment to my left and immediately began lecturing me. I didn't listen. In a days, I reached out and pressed the button. The light for up lit up. After three or four seconds, the elevator doors opened with a stupid ping to reveal the completely empty inside of the elevator. Alex was declared missing. The police never found a trace of him or his phone.

I couldn't talk to them properly, and after the story I told them about our game, they took anything I said with a grain of salt. I didn't know what they thought my motives for potentially lying to them would be, but I couldn't blame them. Even I started questioning my own memory and sanity. My parents couldn't move, so we had to remain in this godforsaken building with this elevator that is a portal to other dimensions. Today is the fifth anniversary of Alex's disappearance. I was alone at home.

I got a call then. I never took the time to delete his number from my phone. And guess who was calling me? It was his number. It was also his voice. Hey, Mike. You ready? He sounded weak.

His voice was void of any emotion, even though he seemed to be trying to fill it with some. It sounded like he hadn't spoken in a very long time. I was too surprised to respond. Mike, are you ready to press it? He sounded even weaker now. I knew what he wanted for me. That's why I'm writing this story.

I'm writing it. so that it's out here somewhere. He wanted me to count down from three so we could get it right again. He wanted to come back to this world. I could feel this in every bone of my body. But I also felt it wouldn't be him anymore. Mike, please, I want out of here.

It's so dark. He didn't sound like he minded it at all. I hung up then and launched my phone across the room. I turned on every light in the house. I'm standing here right now, writing this. I don't think I have any time. He wants out, and that creature also wants out. They're coming for me after I refuse to come help them.

I heard a ping just now. The elevator door's opening. Damn it, why do we live on the seventh floor? Hopefully, I post this before it's too late. I want you to be able to be. promise me something. Please, for the sake of everything you hold dear, never play this game.