Daphne came to Paris to act in a film. She stayed at the Shangri-La Hotel. On her second night, a guest disappeared in the elevator. The security footage showed the elevator stopping at a floor that does not exist. Floor 13. A cloud of smoke. Then nothing. More guests vanished. Same floor. Same smoke. Daphne started taking photos of the surveillance tapes. The smoke had a shape. A standing shape. She told herself she would not ride that elevator at night.
But after a long day of shooting, exhausted and alone, she stepped inside. The doors closed. The lights flickered. And the button for Floor 13 lit up by itself.
Daphne came to Paris to act in a film. She stayed at the Shangri-La Hotel. On her second night, a guest disappeared in the elevator. The security footage showed the elevator stopping at a floor that does not exist. Floor 13. A cloud of smoke. Then nothing. More guests vanished. Same floor. Same smoke. Daphne started taking photos of the surveillance tapes. The smoke had a shape. A standing shape. She told herself she would not ride that elevator at night.
But after a long day of shooting, exhausted and alone, she stepped inside. The doors closed. The lights flickered. And the button for Floor 13 lit up by itself.