The Elevator from Beyond: A Haunting in the Medical Ward

In the heart of the city, where the buildings kissed the sky, there was an old medical ward that had been abandoned for decades. Its walls, once painted in pastel hues, were now covered in moss and graffiti. The ward had been a place of life-saving miracles and heart-wrenching deaths, but now it stood as a haunting reminder of the past.

Dr. Lin, a young and ambitious intern, had been assigned to clean out the ward as part of his orientation. He had always been fascinated by the stories of the place, but he never imagined he would become a part of them.

The first day, he found himself in the elevator, a relic from the ward's glory days. It was a small, metal box with buttons that seemed to be covered in dust and grime. He pressed the button for the ground floor and stepped inside, the door closing with a metallic click.

The elevator descended, and Dr. Lin felt a shiver run down his spine. The air was thick with the scent of mold and decay, and the silence was almost oppressive. He glanced at the buttons, noting that they were out of order, leaving him with no choice but to wait for the elevator to reach its destination.

As the elevator stopped, the door opened, and Dr. Lin stepped out into the dimly lit corridor. He turned to look at the elevator, but it was gone. He had no idea where it had gone, but he dismissed the thought as a trick of the mind and continued on his way.

The corridors of the ward were eerie, with peeling wallpaper and flickering lights. Dr. Lin passed by rooms that were once filled with life, now filled with silence and dust. He reached the last room, which was a storage room filled with old medical equipment and forgotten supplies.

As he was sorting through the items, he heard a sound. It was a soft, whispering voice, barely audible but unmistakable. "Help me," it said.

Dr. Lin turned, but there was no one there. He shook his head, convinced it was just his imagination. He continued sorting through the items, but the voice returned, more insistent this time.

"Please, help me."

Dr. Lin looked around frantically, but there was still no one in sight. He felt a chill run down his spine, and his heart began to race. He was alone in this abandoned ward, and something was out to get him.

He decided to leave the storage room and return to the elevator, hoping to find it still there. As he reached the elevator, he saw the doors open, and a figure stepped out. It was a woman, her eyes wide with terror, and she was clutching a small, metal box.

"Please," she said, her voice trembling. "Help me."

Dr. Lin took the box from her, noticing that it had a button on the side. He pressed it, and the elevator reappeared, the doors sliding open. The woman stepped inside, and Dr. Lin followed, pressing the button for the ground floor.

The elevator descended, and as it reached the ground floor, the doors opened, and the woman stepped out. She turned to Dr. Lin, her eyes filled with gratitude.

"Thank you," she said. "You saved me."

Dr. Lin nodded, feeling a strange sense of relief. He turned to leave the ward, but as he stepped outside, he looked back at the elevator. It was gone, vanished as if it had never been there.

From that day on, Dr. Lin never returned to the old medical ward. He often thought about the woman and the mysterious box, but he never dared to speak about it to anyone. The elevator from beyond had shown him a glimpse into the world of the supernatural, and he knew that he would never be the same.

The ward stood abandoned, a haunting reminder of the secrets it held. But for Dr. Lin, the elevator from beyond was a chilling memory that would stay with him forever.