Summer lay on the stretcher and tilted her head to look behind. She saw the changing numbers on the elevator wall. As the elevator continued to rise, the number also increased.
Summer lay on the stretcher and it was a little difficult for her to look at the numbers.
She stared at the wall for a moment before she realized that they were going to the top floor of the building.
In the blink of an eye, the elevator had reached the top floor. Summer was pushed out of the elevator and towards the stairs.
They were already at the top floor and there was no elevator. If they continued to walk up, they would be at the rooftop.
"What are you doing? Where are you taking me?" Summer had an ominous presentiment.
The two people who pushed her up let go of the stretcher. They held Summer's arms on the each side and helped her stand up from the stretcher. Then they carried her up the stairs.
They were taking her to the rooftop. Summer struggled. "What are you doing? Let go of me!"
Why did they bring her to the rooftop? She had seen it in the elevator just now. This building wasn't too high. There were only eight floors.
Even though there were only eight floors, if she fell, she would definitely die.
Summer didn't think they were just taking her to the rooftop to enjoy the scenery.
The two people held Summer tightly. They were so powerful and unshakable that Summer's struggles were completely futile.
Summer was finally brought to the rooftop by them. As soon as she walked out of the safety door, Summer's eyes were hurt by the bright sunlight. She had been staying indoors all this time and hadn't seen the sun for a long time.
Today, the weather was exceptionally good. It was sunny. At first sight of the sun, Summer felt her eyes hurt. She subconsciously closed her eyes and reached out to cover them with her hands.
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