Suddenly, the lights went out in the elevator, plunging Stanley Batton and Xyla Quest into darkness.

It was pitch black.

She instantly tightened her arms around her husband’s neck, feeling nervous.

“Oh no, I think there’s a power disruption, but it shouldn’t affect the elevators. The backup generator should automatically run in the event of a blackout,” she said in confusion.

“Don’t be nervous. I’ll try calling someone to check on it now,” Stanley told her as he put her down slowly.

At that moment, the elevator suddenly plunged downwards, making them panic.

She grabbed for Stanley blindly and held on tightly while he hastily pressed against the wall behind him to find balance.

The elevator continued its rapid descent into further darkness.

An eerie feeling made the air feel stale.

Xyla felt goosebumps erupting all over her body. “What’s going on? The elevator is out of control. Honey, what do we do? Are we going to die here?”

If the elevator kept descending at this rate, the