Supernatural One Shots (Taking Requests)

Ghost in the Elevator

This was the stupidest thing you had let the boys talk you into.

There was a ghost haunting an elevator shaft. Sam had done some research and it was the ghost of a poor elevator repair man who had gotten stuck and died in the shaft.

What was left of him had been cremated. The boys figured some thing must be left of him in the shaft.

And you were the only one light enough to go down in it.

You were on the top floor of the building and being lowered into the shaft by a rope.

"I'm never doing this again!" You yelled at the brothers above who had their heads sticking out the elevator doors.

"Hopefully you won't have to" Dean yelled back.

You grumbled under your breath as you went lower and lower. The shaft was closed off so no one was using the elevator, but you were still worried it would move.

"Stop," you said. You stopped going down and you reached over to the wall. There was some dried flesh and hair. "Found something!" you yelled up to the boys. But there was no answer.

You looked up and no one was there. You heard a snapping and looked up at your rope. It was breaking. You scrambled to grab something on the wall but it was too late.

You fell to the top of the elevator below with a thud. You groaned and stood up. It hurt but you could deal with it.

There was a grinding below as the elevator started up.

"Sam! Dean!"

Still no answer.

The elevator started going up slowly. It stopped right below the top floor. You tried to peek through the opening where Sam and Dean should have been. They were unconscious.

You sighed and started yelling at them. Dean woke up and rubbed his head. He heard you yelling.

"(Y/N)!" He went to the edge of elevator shaft and looked down. "When did the elevator move?"

You rolled your eyes at his ignorance. "It was the ghost."

"Right. Hold on. I'll get you out."

He went to get the rope and was about to throw it down when the elevator lurched and started to move down. It kept getting faster and faster. Then it suddenly dropped.

Dean threw the rope down and you jumped to catch it. You caught it and hung there for a while, catching your breath.

Dean started to pull you up. "Stop," you said. He stopped. You were right at the wall where the flesh and hair was.

As you tried to find your lighter, the elevator below started to come up again. And fast.

"(Y/N)! Hurry!" Dean was yelling. So was Sam. He must have woken up too.

The world seemed to go in slow motion as you took your lighter out. You flicked it and put it to the wall. The flesh and hair burned. The elevator stopped just two floors below you.

You let out a breath you didn't know you were holding in.

Sam and Dean pulled you up. You were relieved to be out of that shaft. And alive.