The happy life of the Doctor and Amiya

As the minutes ticked by, there was still no movement in the elevator, only the occasional cold wind blowing in and the constantly shaking walls repeatedly ravaged our nerves.

I turned on the emergency light in my hand, barely illuminating my vision.

A thin figure trembled slightly.

"What to do... What should I do—" She covered her head and repeated these words as if she were obsessed, sobbing for a while, huddled in the corner and cried secretly.

Fortunately, I bought enough food or something, and if I saved a little, it should be able to spend a few days...

"Wow, a!!!a

"Doctor... "

I'm not toilet paper, why are you both..."She hugged me tightly, crying a handful of snot and tears, and the mess of mucus wiped all over me.

Only then did I notice that the floor under my feet was also crumbling, and the slightest movement would make a screeching and strange sound, as if it might fall at any moment.

It doesn't seem to take a few days... You have to get out of here.

I just kicked it lightly, and the plank fell in its entirety, and it was only a few minutes before I heard the sound of the plank falling to the ground.

"You... What are you doing, Doctor," she said as her lips turned white and she squeezed out an eerie smile at me, her face delirious, "are you... Don't you want to live? No, Doctor, think of everyone in Rhode Island, think of Amia..."

I smacked her head hard.

"You- go outside the elevator. "

Huh... Eh, I didn't seem to hear clearly..."

"You, now, go outside the elevator.

She pointed to herself, and then to the abyss beyond the elevator, and sat on the ground with her legs limp.

After a long time, she spoke slowly in an ethereal voice like a geist.

"I, I figured it out - doctor, I, I still have... There's a gun," tears welled up from her eye sockets, and she stared at me in despair, and the pistol fell to the ground. "I'll do it myself... I

tapped her head again.

"No, you stick out and look overhead, don't you see the light, it's about the first floor, you just have to climb out and we'll all be saved. "

Wow, really, really..."

"I, I—" She stood up tremblingly, and moved to the side where she was kicked away, her frown was as if she had been on the execution ground, the biting cold wind penetrated into her cuffs, and the black rumbling abyss could not be seen at a glance, she put her hands on her chest, rubbing them desperately against each other, muttering something to bless or something.

"Do... Can't do it—" she whispered silently, her voice completely drowned out by the howling cold wind.

"What?"

"Do it, can't do it!!!" She hugged me, put her head on my chest, and cried so much that it rained.

The planks on the ground were shaking, and we were literally going to fall like this.

She lifted her face, perhaps wanting to continue to coquettish me, but she was greeted only by the black muzzle of the gun.

After all, I was holding a gun to her forehead.

"Bo, doctor?" she looked at me with some confusion in her eyes.

"No, it won't..."

a flash of fire flashed in the dark elevator room, followed by a loud bang.

My pants are wet, this guy... I peed on the floor...

She looked at me with the eyes of a monster and stepped back in silence, her hands actually quite agile, and in a few moments she climbed smoothly out of the elevator.

With her help, I was able to reach the ground at last, and the gun was returned to her...

On the way back, we were awkwardly silent, not saying a word to each other.