The soft hum of the Regretevator fills the small, enclosed space, blending with the faint whirring of machinery and the occasional chime as the floors tick by. Muffled elevator music plays in the background, barely audible over the gentle creaks and hums that echo off the metal walls. For most, the quiet hum and sterile calm might offer a moment of peace. A brief pause to relax and breathe. Well. Right now, not for Melanie.

Slumped against the cool, mirrored wall of the elevator, her breaths come in uneven bursts, shaky and shallow, as though she’s just glimpsed something horrifying. Which she had.

"Oh thank god" She sighed, gazing down the floor as she fidget the hem of her jacket, ears lightly twitch from recalling from what happened before. Just minutes ago, Folly has enter this elevator, having to have an intense yet awkward moment of silence with someone that have killed her before. It was terrifying. She felt like she cannot breathe when being the same area as this monster.

Folly did struck a conversation, and what a suprise, she spoke to Melanie with the same sadistic and threatening words on wanting to kill her and bringing up the traume she have experienced.

Thank god she left or else she'll fall unconscious by now.

"Deep breaths.. deep breaths" She murmured comforts to herself, things that it will calm her down. She hopes nothing much bad happen in the next floor or having to face something scary again...