The Man in the Raincoat - End

A Twisted Short Tale Finish - The Elevator

A new twisted short story for my Morbid Ink Project (my paid subscribers get the first look at all my stories). The tale will also be available for subscribers to Medium in the near future.

You can find other stories on Morbid Ink here.

Chastity crinkled her face at the scared tenant. Sympathy quickly displaced the instant urge to laugh at her and she held her tongue.

“It’s alright, it’s just a homeless man who got past me. Let me get you back to your apartment.”

Chastity helped the woman to her feet. They went to the tenant’s apartment as the landlord told her she had police coming to help. The sounds of the elevator stopped when they reached Wallace’s door. Both women looked back at the wrought iron elevator shaft, where the cable wobbled.

“There’s no need to be frightened,” Chastity continued. “Something was wrong with him when I saw him in the lobby. I’ll make sure he doesn’t scare anymore of our tenants.”