One night around midnight, I took the elevator in my building to go back up to my apartment. The building is old, but the elevator usually works fine. This time, it stopped between floors 6 and 7. No shaking, no alarm, just a soft, deliberate stop, like someone pressed a hidden button. I pressed the emergency call. Nothing. Then I heard it. A voice. A whispering voice above the ceiling panel. It wasn’t coming from the speaker—it was coming from inside the shaft, right above me. Fast, muffled whispering, like someone was talking through water. I stared up at the ceiling and didn’t move. The whispering continued for about ten seconds and then stopped abruptly. The elevator started moving by itself again. The security guard told me I wasn’t the first to report “voices” during elevator stalls. I take the stairs more often now. #DidThatHappen #Horror