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"What should we do? What do you think? Now the elevator is broken, you know it." Brie said.

"I have to go out. Can you find a laser or something to open this door?" Rosie asked.

"No, there is no such thing." Breed said, "You have only one way now."

"What can I do?" Rosie asked.

"That is, spend the night in this elevator and have a good sleep. The maintenance man will be free tomorrow." Brie said.

"But I'm scared to be alone. Can you stay with me?" Rosie asked.

"Sorry, I've been working all day and I'm very tired, aren't I? I need to go home and have a good rest instead of staying here with you. Do you think you have any qualifications for me to accompany you?" Brie asked.

"Please, this is really scary, don't leave me." Rosie said.

"Do you really need me to accompany you? How about I get into the elevator with you?" Brie said.

"Come in? Can you come in? Doesn't this elevator say it's ready?"

"Don't worry about it, I can go in, do you need it?" Brie asked.

"I need it," Rosie said.

The elevator door opened, and Brie jumped in and fell to the ground. Rosie reacted very quickly and hid aside to avoid being hit, and the elevator door closed again in an instant.

"Brie?" Rosie stared at Bree lying on the ground. It was indeed Bree. He could actually open the elevator door? So why, why rush in?

"Brie, what's wrong with you?" Rosie knelt down and helped Brie. She felt that Brie was really strange.

But she felt that Bree was heavy, a lifeless heavyness. She frowned and had a bad feeling in her heart.

She turned over Brie, facing up, and saw that Brie's eyes were wide open and covered with bloodshot eyes, and blood was spilling out of his nose and mouth.

Rosie's heart gradually accelerated, and she quickly tested Bree's breathing.

No sound, already dead.

"What the hell is going on?" Rosie's whole body was trembling. She was scared and helpless.

"As you can see, I'm dead, Rosie."

Bree's mouth didn't move, but the sound came out.

"Bubli?" Rosie couldn't believe it.

"Yes, you can hear me, but I'm no longer a living person now," Bree said. "I was killed, just now."

"You, when were you killed, why, what is going on? Why, you, can you still"

A series of questions filled Rosie's mind.

"If I hadn't come to participate in this matter, and hadn't been called to help you by your call, I wouldn't have died. But just now, I was indeed killed. Look at my body. I was suddenly stabbed with a knife. "It's the back of my head." Bree said, "Now, I'm just talking to you with my thoughts. You know, you killed me."

"Brie, is this an illusion?" Rosie was so frightened that tears burst into her eyes.

"Do you think I will still say it is an illusion? I am dead. Thanks to you, I will no longer think it is an illusion. This is not an illusion. Rosie, I hate you. You have never liked me. You just kept trying to use me, and I couldn't get you until I died. I'm not willing to accept it, I'm angry." Bree said.

"Bree" Rosie's mouth trembled.

"I thought that as long as I lived, I would eventually impress you, but I died." Brie said, "You are almost finished too. Trust me, you won't survive today."

"Brie, help me."

"Are you praying for a ghost? I'm sorry, the ghost can't help you. I was just too persistent with you before I was alive, so you could hear my voice, but that's it. I am a dead person, and you will soon, He's almost dead," Breed said.

"What is there outside the elevator?" Rosie asked with tears in her eyes.

"Who knows? A murderer? A monster? Or a real devil? It doesn't matter. What matters is that no matter what it is, it can take your fragile life, you dirty bitch." Breed said.

Bree's words undoubtedly hit Rosie's heart like a heavy hammer. She felt that Bree was right.