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Floor numbers didn’t exist anymore. Just one word: “HIGHER.” The tower groaned. Louder now. Alive. Breathing. Daniel looked out the glass. Paris was gone. No lights. No streets. Just darkness. Endless. Then his phone buzzed again. Same message. Updated. “NOW YOU WORK HERE.” The elevator stopped. To…

Floor numbers didn’t exist anymore. Just one word: “HIGHER.” The tower groaned. Louder now. Alive. Breathing. Daniel looked out the glass. Paris was gone. No lights. No streets. Just darkness. Endless. Then his phone buzzed again. Same message. Updated. “NOW YOU WORK HERE.” The elevator stopped. Top floor. The doors opened. Pitch black. The others walked out. Slow. Obedient. Daniel tried to stay. He couldn’t move. Something… pulled him. As he stepped out… He heard footsteps behind him.