Room 1301 on the floor that doesn't exist

okay so this horror story has been living rent free in my head and I need to share it.

Soyeon just moved into an apartment on the outskirts of Seoul. Newlywed, husband away for work, totally alone. The building's 15 floors. Normal enough.

except the elevator has no 13 button.

"superstition thing, whatever," she thought. moved on.

then the nights started.

every single night. elevator ding. doors opening. footsteps down the hall. slow. steady. stopping RIGHT in front of her door. no knock. no doorbell. just. standing there.

at 1:13am. every time.

she finally snapped and checked the peephole. nobody there. but the floor outside her door was WET. like someone soaking wet had been standing there for a long time.

she went to the security guard the next day. asked if maybe someone was accidentally hitting the wrong floor at night.

the guard got this uncomfortable look on his face.

"the 13th floor is sealed off," he said. "it's just maintenance rooms. nobody can get in."

Soyeon felt her entire spine go cold. then WHERE was this thing coming FROM.

a few days later she worked up the nerve to really look at the elevator panel. between 12 and 14 there was this tiny slot. shaped like a keyhole.

she had an emergency key from the guard.

she put it in.

the elevator moved. she hadn't pressed anything. it just MOVED.

it stopped. and there, barely scratched into the wall where a button should've been, was the number 13.

doors opened.

fluorescent lights mostly dead. water pooled all over the floor. and at the end of the hallway, a door. no electricity. room 1301.

and in front of that door.

a person. back soaking wet. head hanging down.

slowly. they raised their head and looked directly at her.

no eyes.

their mouth opened.

"this used to be... my home."

Soyeon LOST it on the close button and got out of there. immediately decided to move.

but the night before she left, she had a dream.

she was inside room 1301. walking the hallway with wet feet. and she could feel it. someone watching her through a peephole.

that's when she realized.

"maybe I'm the one who became... that thing now."

and the story just ends there. no explanation. no resolution. just her standing on the wet floor of a floor that doesn't exist.

I need to go touch grass immediately.