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Desperate Struggle: Death Elevator
墨書 Inktalez
Metal raindrops pelted against the Bulletproof Glass curtain wall, creating a delicate sound. Lin Xia buried her face in her camel-colored cashmere scarf, the white mist she exhaled crystallizing into frost on her lenses.
She counted the uneven cracks on the steps, glancing at her watch for the seventh time—three minutes until the appointed time.
"The bonus from Huan Yu Technology could buy you ten lives, right?"
A hoarse, smoky voice came from behind her. A woman in a Mink Fur coat stepped forward, her ten-centimeter red-soled high heels clicking against the floor. Crimson nails grazed Lin Xia's shoulder.
"Little sister, this game is not child's play."
Lin Xia caught a whiff of perfume mixed with whiskey, a scent reminiscent of rotting roses. The buzzing sound of the Experimental Zone gate opening interrupted their conversation.
Eight shadows elongated and cast onto the titanium alloy floor as a staff member in a white lab coat raised a laser pointer, the light dancing on the bulging belly of a Bald Merchant. "Please do not touch any devices marked with blue labels unless you wish to experience neural burning prematurely."
Lin Xia noticed a young man in the corner. His hoodie was pulled low over his face, revealing only part of his chin wrapped in bandages; his right index finger rhythmically tapped against his thigh. When the staff distributed confidentiality agreements, he signed his name 0.3 seconds faster than anyone else.
"Welcome to the Klein Bottle 3.0 system."
The elevator doors reflected eight faces with varying expressions as a floating Display Screen suddenly popped up with a Crimson warning box. The programmer in a checkered shirt suddenly gripped the handrail tightly; the tattoo on his neck glowed an eerie green under the blue light—it was an Ouroboros.
In that moment of weightlessness, Lin Xia's fountain pen slipped through her fingers. The 1945 Parker 51 floated before her eyes, the blue Black Liquid in its ink bottle forming a perfect sphere that reflected the terrified and distorted face of the woman across from her.
The Woman in Mink Coat clutched her pearl necklace tightly; each South Sea Pearl became a small convex mirror.
"This isn't a simulation!"
The Bald Merchant suddenly screamed, his gold-foiled business card fluttering out of his suit pocket and sticking to the ceiling. The drawstring of the Youth Hoodie moved like deep-sea worms as he reached out to touch the elevator wall; at that moment, all Lighting Equipment erupted with electric sparks.
Lin Xia's back slammed against the metal wall, and she tasted rust in her nostrils as the high heels of the Mink Coat Woman brushed past her ear, the heel piercing through a crack in the Display Screen with an agonizing screech.
The programmer was tying his bleeding wrist with a tie, and at the center of his Apple Watch face, a half-bloodied nail was embedded within a web-like pattern.
"Oxygen level at 19%!"
The Bald Merchant tore open his Armani shirt, revealing bulging veins on his hefty chest.
The Woman in the Mink Coat suddenly erupted into a frenzied laugh, her broken pearls ricocheting in the enclosed space, one striking the brim of the Youth Hoodie, fresh blood seeping through the gaps in the bandage.
As the Blood Character seeped from the elevator wall, Lin Xia caught a whiff of the familiar Copper Smell—it was exactly like the scene of the car accident three months ago.
The first stroke was a vertical cascade of blood, followed by a sharp screech as the horizontal hook sliced through the air. When the final stroke of the character "八" was completed, the lipstick worn by the Mink Coat Woman suddenly melted, leaving a worm-like red mark trailing down her pale chin.
The hood of the Youth Hoodie finally slipped off.
Lin Xia saw the gaping hole where his right ear used to be, fresh pink flesh quivering with each breath. As his bloodied bandage fell apart, a Mechanical Female Voice echoed through the elevator: "Remaining escape slots: seven."
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