When the edge of the floor came even with the ground level, the elevator stopped.

She wasn't sure what would have happened next, but the elevator stopped, and they stepped away from each other as a man got on.

Even before the door opened when the elevator stopped at P, the floor above 14, they could hear the sound of voices.

He heard the elevator stop outside and its doors open, but didn't hear it going off again.

The elevator did not stop for anyone else along the way.

Each floor was real on its own terms, but might as well be illusion, because the elevator just didn't stop there.

He would have made it easily, no problem, if the elevator hadn't stopped.

The elevator stopped; the woman got off first, the man right behind her.

The elevator stopped two floors down, and the three felt their way off.

The elevator stopped, and I stepped off, this time without anyone behind me.