Bive

Walking through the dense and dark corridors of the “Funny Maze”, a smile convulsively spread on Bive’s face while she sloppily stomped back and forth.. all the time muttering something to herself, and actively scratching her pen on the notepad, her thoughts becoming more and more active flashed through her head, causing her to have more words than necessary. investigations have filled her head, the detective has been stressed out with work ALL this time, and these investigations are gradually starting to make sense. Mhezezhheh!!! Shuddering, she hides the notebook in the pocket of her long brown coat when she hears the sound of the elevator. The elevator suddenly appears out of nowhere, and Bive immediately runs into it, leaving the maze. she looks around, shakes and looks through her glasses with a crazy smile. hehehehe.. laughs to herself. She waits for the elevator to close, the light shining brightly on it as the mess of hair creature smiles and rubs its hands together.