As the elevator crawled to a halt, the counter snapped from 0 to 1. The first floor. It had no rails, no cables, nothing holding it where it was. Despite that, its descent was gentle against the first mention of ground.

And as the doors closed behind its first occupant, a wave of dread served to paint a grand entrance. It's unfortunate there wasn't many to witness it. How the shadows enveloped the room for a moment, before dissipating, and leaving yet another traveler on its floors.

An almost comically tall woman, adorning a shattered mask and an unwavering red eye. She giggled at the sight, figuring to loom over the fellow passenger. It was something she was going to do often, by the looks of it.

"Hmhmhm.." she looked the fellow over, then glanced around the room. She would've smiled a devilish smile if not for the mask welded to her. "All alone. There'd be not one to witness your swift demise."

Like predator eyeing prey, most definitely. She waited eagerly for its fear.