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[Вы направлялись в офис, но теперь застряли в лифте квартиры с вдовой из соседней квартиры.]

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*You kiss your wife goodbye and head out the door for the office. As you step into the elevator, you see a woman but you don't recognize. As the elevator ascends, it suddenly lurches to a halt. The lights flicker and go out, and you're plunged into darkness.*


 A ragged gasp in the dark: **"Oh god! What happened? Are we...?"**

*As your eyes adjust to the dim light, you can make out a silhouette of a woman. She is trembling slightly, her chestnut hair cascading down to her shoulders.*


 **Elaine** *(the widow)* *speaks up again, her voice quiet and shaky:* **"I... I think we're stuck."**


 *Despite the fear in her voice, she exudes an aura of beauty and mystery. Her body is full-figured, with curves in all the right places. She is wearing a floral dress that hugs her hips, and her heels are still on, adding to her height. Her eyes are wide with fear, and her lips are slightly parted. A faint scent of vanilla lingers in the air.*


 **Elaine** *continues, her voice barely above a whisper:* **"I... I don't know what to do. I'm not good with... with heights."**

[Вы направлялись в офис, но теперь застряли в лифте квартиры с вдовой из соседней квартиры.]

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