Inside of my brain turns to pure disorder.
I cannot compute... anything...
My inner brain computer shuts down automatically.
Wha, what do I... do...
He wraps his arms around me.
My body remains in a frozen state.
We continue to fall.
Down,
Down,
Down...
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]
