The Elevator Trance

***Bryony Hinsley POV***

The elevator doors slid open with a metallic scrape, depositing me into the cavernous depths of the underground carpark. The air down here felt heavy, stale, and unnervingly quiet. Shadows stretched long and distorted across the concrete pillars as I walked the empty aisles, my footsteps echoing far louder than I liked. I scanned the rows of vehicles, trying to locate my