A voice reaches my ears.
"Welcome to the 31st floor."
A hand comes into my field of vision, offering to help me up.
I reach out and grab it, my mind still whirling from the descent.
Wait... Descent?
The lift.
The white light.
The young man.
His face, his lips...
YOU ARE READING
The 31st Floor (Cellphone Novel)
Teen FictionA tall building with 32 stories. The elevator takes you up slowly. Floor numbers light up as you ascend. 29... 30... 32... Wait... where's 31? [Written in 2013; originally published on textnovel]
