illustration of open elevator doors with padded blanket hanging on the farthest wall

Part of me says I need to leave and not enter this elevator. All the horror movies in existence serve as reliable evidence that this elevator is not a good idea. It will not take me to my destination. The more rational part of me says I need to get into the elevator so I can continue on my journey to the destination. And stairs are not an option. Getting chased up or down a flight of stairs is a terrifying scenario I have thought about on occasion.

I end up taking the elevator. Everything turns out okay. There’s some line about the only thing to fear is fear of falling down an elevator shaft. Or something.