episode_0036

In order to shake off my anxiety, I concentrated on doing what I was told to do.

okay. Since my hand is almost completely healed, I could have asked for it after seeing that.

Clap-

I returned to my house on the 6th floor after a long time. When I opened the front door and went in, there was a lot of moving luggage piled up in front of the door.

Boxes that were dented and collapsed due to hasty movement.

I remember the first day I came here.

I entered the house with a successful contract, unpacked all my belongings, and was about to go to sleep, when suddenly someone was frantically knocking on the door.

When I looked in the mirror, I suddenly became a woman.

I can’t believe it, but I have no choice but to believe it.

Because the proof is this body right now.

My once-short back works fine, but I have to raise my toes to check a slightly higher box. My body quickly runs out of breath even if I exert just a moment.

I cleaned out the moving boxes and found the tablet I had hidden.

It was a dream I thought I really desperately wanted.

When I came here, I ended up thinking that it wasn’t a big deal.

Being bad at drawing comics is better than dying. In the past, I thought the opposite.

Now that I think about it, did your brother get away well?

It seemed like he helped move the belongings and immediately left the apartment.

“……”

This is the most annoying thing. I can’t figure out anything clearly.

It would be a relief if I knew something. The survival principle of this apartment was that to survive, you had to act as if you were certain in a situation where everything was uncertain.

First, let’s go back to the 7th floor.

The large tablet was a bit heavy, but not so much that it couldn’t be moved.

I was just about to remove the LCD screen and organize the lines at the bottom.

Quang!

An explosion was heard from upstairs. Screams mixed with gunshots.

I reflexively ran out into the hallway, stood there blankly, and looked toward the elevator.

The elevator that was on the 6th floor with me just a moment ago was now on the 7th floor.

7 [▼]

Then back to the 6th floor. It starts to come down.

– You have to run away.

You cannot move by stairs. It was a few days ago that I almost died after going down the stairs.

So you’re hiding here? That too is dangerous.

It’s not that I didn’t know what floor the 6th floor was.

I just knew everything. Strangely enough, it didn’t occur to me that it was dangerous. Did I just go crazy for a moment?

Anyway, wandering around on the 6th floor is not something I can handle.

Then what should I do!

7 [▼]

A faint radio sound is heard.

– After a while, enter the 6th floor.

– It is a space with spatio-temporal anomalies. Wear a watch and always know the time. In groups of two, check the exact time every 10 minutes and share it. more.

6

Slurp.

The doors open on both sides, revealing the space inside the elevator.

These are the people I saw at the department store. Soldiers who belong to the ‘Foundation.’

– Capture the target alive.

There was no time given to think about other methods.

I immediately ran down the stairs.

No one has discovered the exact mechanism of action,

Emergency exit under bizarre laws.

– Target went down the stairs.

– Deploy lower-level personnel first to retrieve the target.

Tuk.

Tuk.

Tuk.

The sound of going down the stairs echoes inside the dark emergency exit.

Tuk-tuk-tuk.

Footsteps overlap from behind.

I don’t know if it’s the sound of Foundation personnel following me or if it’s a sound I’m making.

Tuk

Tuk-tuk-tuk

Tuk

Tuk

I gathered up my wildly flying hair and brushed it away, then raised my head and looked up the stairs.

Right upstairs. Another me was coming down from there.

Me in the form of a woman. It’s a familiar sight now.

And behind them, there are soldiers going down the stairs at superhuman speed.

What do we do?

Should I keep running?

The number in front of the emergency lights continues to decrease.

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Now it’s the last step.

You can see the first floor below the stairs. Outside, surrounded by warm sunlight, blinding your eyes.

As soon as you step outside the glass front door, everything is over. It seems like he’s talking.

I stopped walking and caught my breath.

Things I had not seen before began to appear.

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It just stopped.

Countless steps are following behind.

The first one to appear was me.

I already know what to do.

– Even if things change in the future, the mistakes of the past still remain. So let’s go back in time and start from the beginning.

A little down.

I went down the stairs and hid myself in the darkness between the first and second floors.

I can’t see my toes, I can’t see my legs moving. Even if you look down, you can’t see the torso, and even if you put your hand in front of your eyes, you can’t see it. So in the darkness I couldn’t be sure of my existence.

“Phew…”

He stretched out his arm and lightly pushed me, causing me to fall.

“Ahh!!!”

“Wow, wow…I barely caught it.”

A woman wearing a hat is holding my ankle and gasping for breath.

I stood in the dark and watched myself resist.

“Stay still!”

Daju Yoon’s slender fingers pressed firmly on my shoulder.

I am now between the 2nd and 1st floor.

I fell on the second floor.

“……Huh. Wow…”

“……”

Me and Daju are out of breath.

And then another me, passed by the two me and went down.

Before, I could only hear creepy sounds.

This time I was able to see it a little closer.

“Huh?”

A voice full of questions is heard from ‘I’ who opened the glass door on the first floor and went out.

The outside was still full of light, but there was no warm atmosphere like before.

Something floats in the corner of my eye.

Like a video censored by a mosaic, black squares were rising in a row outside the apartment.

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Absolutely perfect black.

The body wrapped in letters turns into dust and scatters.

All the joints were twisted grotesquely, and the remaining chunks of flesh fell to the floor and rolled.

I couldn’t look away.

Not only the body, but the existence itself was being dismantled.

There was someone screaming outside the apartment.

I couldn’t tell who it was, but I couldn’t take my eyes off it.

Fighting.

The finger that fell at my feet wriggled alone for a moment, then turned into black dust and dispersed.

A scream was heard from outside the apartment.

I kept looking.

You can see the outside of the apartment.

Where the sunlight shines, there is now nothing.

“……You can’t go down.”

Daju Yoon’s voice is heard from the top of the stairs.

I hid myself in the darkness and watched the two people disappear.

‘I’ and Da-ju Yoon when we still didn’t know anything.

[Timeline]

Just as I was about to climb the stairs, my past self paused for a moment.

“Wait a minute.”

“This way.”

Then, he quickly starts walking along with Daju.

Why did I stop then?

I don’t remember much. Anyway, I was surprised.

Empty emergency stairs again.

Now I can no longer hear footsteps.

“……”

I don’t know what will happen now.

I just did something.

The apartment gave me a clue called ‘time’, and I took advantage of it.

Because that’s the only way to survive here.

I avoided encountering my past self because I felt like I shouldn’t do that.

I remember almost all movies dealing with time travel were taboo.

anyway.

I just hope that this will bring some change.

After getting enough rest, I slowly climbed the stairs.

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[5th floor]

I had almost finished climbing the stairs.

A voice came from above, so I hid again.

“Let go of this, you fucking bastards! Let go!”

“Target recovered from the 6th floor stairs.”

“Please return to the internal laboratory. Use the elevator to return.”

“Aaagh!!! You bastards!!!!”

When I glance up, I see myself crying and swearing wildly.

He twists his body and struggles with his legs, but the two soldiers are holding his arms tightly, preventing him from escaping.

“Can I knock you out?”

“No. Just move on like this.”

Foundation personnel and I disappear.

Because I keep looking at myself, my mind becomes confused.

Let’s say what I saw on the stairs was from the past. What is that again?

Are you seeing the possibilities of a future that could have happened?

So where am I now?

This is why I hate novels that talk about time paradoxes and such. It gives me a headache.

That’s it. Seeing me crying and struggling from a third party’s perspective, it seems really pitiful.

To some extent, just looking at it makes me want to buy it something to eat.

It’s because I’m like this.

And one more thing.

I’ve been thinking about what situations would cause me to cry and make a fuss like that, but it seems like there’s only one.

Other people. They’re probably all dead.

For some reason, I was picked on by the Foundation and taken away.

So what happens now?

I started working recklessly, but I had no idea how things were going.

I have no idea what to do.

“Hu……”

Since I have to do something, I keep moving without knowing anything.

The reason I can’t stay still is because I feel like I’m going to collapse at any moment.

“Ugh……”

Without realizing it, the sighs end in sobs.

They keep pushing me on purpose.

I deliberately kept thinking about other things.

It’s almost the limit now.

First, let’s go back to the 7th floor.

Continue up the stairs, again to the 6th floor.

I wiped my tears and pressed the elevator button.

2747#A [▲▼◁◆]

An elevator moves from an unknown floor.

The numbers change irregularly, so you can’t tell which direction they’re moving.

Nevertheless, the elevator stops at the 6th floor.

It seems like there is no problem. As if it was such a natural thing.

Even if you are wandering around a terrifying otherworldly space, you can return to the 6th floor with a single press of a button.

6 [▲]

I’ve heard that time is also a coordinate.

To be precise, it is said that time and space can be combined and displayed as coordinates in 4-dimensional space.

So where am I moving now?

Best of luck in your hearts, and as always.

I pressed the number 7 with my fingertip.

***

2747#A floor.

Foundation’s research institute.

“Ugh…sniff…black…”

The professor checked the status of the ‘target’.

– White skin. An Asian woman with black hair and an innocent look.

– Always in good health.

– Top level anomalous observation aptitude. (As a result of confirmation, objects with a concealment level of 7 or higher can also be identified.)

– Highest level of anomaly resistance. (At this level, even if you are exposed to ‘5th’ or ‘Void’, it will only end in a brief daze.)

Although a ‘mental manipulation system special procedure’ was briefly applied to the target to reduce resistance, there should not be any major problems.

The professor smiled and looked back at the people following him.

“Good. To all of you gathered here, thank you for your hard work.”

Senior executives in charge of recording experiments. Researchers in white coats. Special task force agents who have just returned from a mission.

Joy spread among the people gathered in the laboratory.

“Now there is only one final step left, and humanity will be able to avoid extinction.”

“……Hi!…Ugh…”

Please move the target to “13A1. Additionally, in order to perform the procedure, you will need the ‘restorative agent’ that you have been stockpiling.”

People started to move around busily.

Agents roughly lift the body of a fallen target, and executives tap on laptops. Some researchers quickly left the laboratory and ran to get something.

The professor wore a coat over his sweater and covered the top of his head with a fedora.

“From this moment on, I authorize the use of restorative medicine.”