Day 554

The corridor just dropped off about twenty metres from the elevator.
All the office doors had disappeared as well, leaving behind large glass panels and empty rooms.
As if being in after regular hours wasn't bad enough.
Even the cleaning crew had left, leaving a spare set of keys behind with the promise he'd return them.

As he turned to go back he saw the floor behind him had vanished as well, leaving the same drop.
It seemed to go all the way to the bottom of the thirty floor building, with him on floor twenty-six.
The more he twisted around, trying to see where he could go, the more ground disappeared.
Before long he was left kneeling on 4 tiles, staring at them resolutely in case they tried to vanish too.

He heard the elevator doors open, glanced up long enough to see one of the cleaners step out.
They were suspended for what felt like eternity, the look of shock on their face etched into his mind
as they fell and fell and fell, landing with a faint yet sickeningly wet crunch.
The tile beneath his left hand dropped and he struggled to maintain his balance.

The entire twenty-sixth floor was entirely gone by now, just him and his three tiles.
Tile number two, beneath his left knee, began to wobble as the elevator doors silently closed.
As the elevator sank, so did the tile, leaving him to awkwardly rearrange himself on the remainders.
With a rattling sound, like someone clearing their throat, the last two tiles slowly sank.

He clung to them, eyes shut tight like it was all just a bad dream as he was taken to the ground floor.
It felt like hours since the tiles had begun to sink and as he squinted through one eye he saw that he
was still moving downwards, the floor number by the elevator dropping from 11 to 10 to 9...
When floor 0 came the tiles continued to descend with no floor in sight yet.