1. EXT. CORPORATE SKYSCRAPER – MORNING
A corporate skyscraper towers above the streets below,
imposing itself into the sky.
2. EXT. CORPORATE SKYSCRAPER ENTRANCE – MORNING
People scurry around the revolving doors at its base,
their faces set in the same inert expression.
3. INT. CORPORATE SKYSCRAPER LOBBY – MORNING
Blake Turner (30) enters the building through the
revolving doors, and unenthusiastically queues in line for the lifts.
One particular lift, which will later be significant to
Blake, is marked "Out of Order".
4. INT. LIFT - CONTINUOUS
Blake squeezes into a packed lift and stands there,
putting up with the lack of personal space, as he has done so many times
before.
5. INT. FLOOR 48 – MORNING
Blake walks across a noisy open plan office floor, full
of flashing computer screens and people dealing with urgent emails, to sit at
his desk. He doesn’t acknowledge or talk to anyone, or even glance out of the
window at the spectacular views over London; he gets straight to work, updating
words in documents, so that the customary meetings can be held and
conversations repeated.
6. INT. BLAKE’S DESK – DAY
He stares at a screen, clearly losing focus on his work
of clacking at a keyboard and clicking on a mouse.
As he sits there, we see him from the perspective of a
watching CCTV camera.
7. INT. BLAKE’S DESK – LATER, IN THE EVENING
The clock icon at the bottom of his screen shows 7:03
p.m., and most people are still in the office.
Finley (40) peers over the screen, his face tinted by its
blue glare.
FINLEY: Blake, I need you to take on an urgent project. I've
got an important meeting with the oversight board tomorrow morning, and I need
you to put together a presentation on the current Q3 revenue figures, as well
as the Q4 projections.
BLAKE: (strained) Sure, no problem. What time do you need it
by?
FINLEY: First thing in the morning at 7 a.m., so be prepared
to stay as long as it takes.
Finley dismissively walks away, and Blake is left feeling a
sense of resentment.
8. INT. BLAKE’S DESK – LATER
One by one, the others on the floor pack up their things
and depart, leaving Blake by himself to work late into the night.
He suddenly becomes aware of something behind him. He
turns around to see Finley standing over him.
FINLEY: Are there are any problems?
BLAKE: No, it’s fine.
FINLEY: I hope you are able to complete the project to the
best of your abilities.
BLAKE: Yes, that’s what I’m doing.
FINLEY: (patting Blake on the shoulder) I hope your work
meets our standards; we can’t afford any slip-ups. (walking away) I’ll be on
floor 49.
Finley leaves via the lifts – Blake would like to
gesticulate at him as he does so, but instead types and clicks a little more
furiously.
9. INT. BLAKE’S DESK – EVEN LATER
Blake is still working.
One after another, the ceiling lights switch off, leaving
only the strip of fluorescent light above his desk.
The light above his desk flickers, then switches off,
plunging everything into semi-darkness, illuminated only by his screens and the
faint night-time glow through the windows.
Blake tries to continue his work.
There is a thud, like a heavy object has been knocked
over. Blake struggles in the gloom to see if there is anyone else around. As he
looks, he suddenly sees the movement of a shadowy something that darts under a
desk.
BLAKE: Hello?
Silence.
BLAKE: Hello?
Unnerved, he makes his way to the floor’s lifts to exit
the building.
10. INT. 48TH FLOOR LIFT HALLWAY
Blake presses the button to call a lift.
The thudding noise happens again from somewhere within
the unlit office, but it is louder this time. He repeatedly presses the button
to try and speed up an arrival.
At last, a door dings and opens.
(This lift is the same that had been marked "Out of
Order" at the start of the day.)
11. INT. LIFT - CONTINUOUS
Blake gets in, presses a button for the ground floor,
then quickly presses another for the door to shut.
The door does not shut.
The thump happens again, as if it is near to the lift. It
is followed by a high-pitched screech.
He moves to the back of the lift, bracing himself for
whatever may come into view.
The door closes, its two panels sliding together in the
centre.
There is a loud thud on the door.
The door opens.
Nothing is there. The door closes and the lift descends.
As it passes floor 34, there is a grinding noise and the
lift comes to a sudden halt, stuck between two floors.
Blake presses the emergency button, but there is no
response. He tries talking into the intercom.
BLAKE: Hello? Hello? The lift has stuck between floors 34
and 33.
INTERCOM: (robotic) Hello.
BLAKE: Hello?
INTERCOM: Hello.
BLAKE: Hello, I’m trapped in a lift.
INTERCOM: Please enter the password.
BLAKE: What? I don’t have a password. Do you mean my network
login?
INTERCOM: Please enter the password.
Blake enters some credentials on the intercom panel.
INTERCOM: The password is incorrect. You have two more
attempts.
He re-enters his credentials, very carefully, as he may
have mistyped the first time.
INTERCOM: The password is incorrect. You have one more
attempt.
BLAKE: This is ridiculous. (directly into the intercom) I’m
trapped in the lift!
INTERCOM: The password is incorrect.
Suddenly, the lights go out.
Blake fumbles for his phone and turns on its flashlight.
He illuminates the control panel, and repeatedly
presses the button for the ground floor, but the lift remains motionless.
He bangs on the doors.
BLAKE: HELP! HELP!
He tries to pry open the doors, but they do not budge.
Blake tries to make a call. However there is no reception
in this lift.
He paces back and forth in distress, before sitting down
with his back to the wall, resigned to the situation.
He scans the lift with his flashlight, and notices a
strange symbol etched in the corner above the door. It looks like some kind of
ancient glyph.
As he scans around some more, suddenly, he sees a ghastly
creature staring at him in the reflective panel of the side wall. Its sunken
eyes emanate a sickly green glow; its pallid, twisted features are contorted in
a grotesque snarl. Blake is terrified.
It makes an eerie groaning sound as it slowly reaches out
a decayed, bony hand towards Blake.
The thump returns on the door and the lift shakes. Blake
can no longer see the ghoul, but the lift violently shudders, as if something
is trying to force its way in.
The lift door creaks open, slowly, revealing nothing but
darkness.
A long, thin tongue, like a wriggling snake, appears
through the doorway. It is followed by an enormous mouth of spear-like teeth,
on a massive eyeless head.
It lets out a deafening screech.
The creature's tongue darts out at Blake, and wraps
itself around his arm. He struggles against being dragged into razor-sharp
teeth. The mouth opens wider as it pulls Blake closer, anticipating to be fed.
BLAKE: I’ll WORK HARDER, I PROMISE.
The monster continues dragging him closer.
BLAKE: I’LL DOUBLE MY WORK!
The monster continues.
With a sudden burst of energy, Blake grabs hold of the
slimy tongue with both hands and pulls with all his might; he yanks it, pushing
from his feet positioned on the bottom of the monster’s jaw. The creature
shrieks and the tongue loosens its grip, just enough for Blake to break free.
The monster retreats back into the darkness.
INTERCOM: What is the password?
BLAKE: Floor 49!
The door shuts. The lift jolts back into motion.
It ascends all the way to floor 49, where it comes to an
abrupt halt.
The door slowly slides open, revealing complete darkness.
Blake expects something else to emerge from the darkness
at any moment.
12. INT. 49TH FLOOR LIFT HALLWAY
After some hesitation, Blake steps out of the lift. As he
does so, it closes its door and departs.
The hallway is completely silent.
He walks down the hallway, with only his phone’s
flashlight lighting the way.
13. INT. FLOOR 49 - CONTINUOUS
Blake enters the office area and continues walking.
He hears movement behind him, but can’t see anything. He
continues scanning around in all directions with his flashlight, but nothing
remains in sight.
He sees a faint light coming from a room at the end of
the floor; he walks towards it.
The light is coming from within a locked meeting room. He
looks through the room’s window.
Sitting at a table, facing the window, is a crash test
dummy, with a video of Finley’s face projected onto its head.
FINLEY: Is it done?
BLAKE: Yes, I think … it’s good enough.
Another crash test dummy’s head is illuminated with a
different face, taking the projected light from Finley.
CRASH TEST DUMMY 2: Send it to us.
Blake taps at his phone.
BLAKE: It’s sent.
A third crash test dummy takes the projected light.
CRASH TEST DUMMY 3: Barely acceptable.
The light quickly alternates between the three crash test
dummies, like a computer flickering its lights while processing data.
Blake retreats. As he leaves, the meeting room becomes
increasingly bright. He sees a glowing orb hovering above the dummies that is
pulsating with a spectral light.
14. INT. 49TH FLOOR LIFT HALLWAY
The same lift is there, waiting for him with its door
open.
He notices a door to the stairwell at the end of the
hallway. He hesitates, thinking about using the stairs.
15. INT. STAIRWELL ON THE 49TH FLOOR - CONTINUOUS
On opening the door to the stairwell he sees only
darkness beyond. But he decides he would prefer to enter that than the lift.
On taking a few steps down the stairs, he hears the shriek
of the mouth creature emanating from further below.
He runs back up the stairs and out of the door.
16. INT. 49TH FLOOR LIFT HALLWAY - CONTINUOUS
He rushes along the hallway and gets into the dimly lit
lift.
17. INT. LIFT - CONTINUOUS
When the door closes, Blake notices blood and scratch
marks on the ceiling.
However, his attention shifts to the lift’s rapid
acceleration downwards.
It drops to the ground level at breakneck speed and slams
to a stop. Blake is thrown to the floor.
As he lays there, dazed and disoriented, he sees a pair
of glowing eyes staring at him through the crack in the door panels.
The eyes withdraw. Nothing happens, except Blake
trembling in fear.
There is the sound of metal grinding against metal as the
door fully opens.
18. INT. GROUND FLOOR LOBBY - CONTINUOUS
Blake stumbles out of the lift into a deserted ground
floor. Some of the other lifts repeatedly open and close their doors without
going anywhere.
As seen from CCTV footage, he hurriedly makes his way
towards the exit.
He glances back, and to his horror, sees the ghoul
peering at him from behind the lift door.
Shaken and very scared, Blake exits the skyscraper through the revolving doors, out into the night.
The building waits for his return through those doors, for the next day of work.
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