episode_0057

Everything falls down.

Objects within the Earth’s gravitational sphere cannot be free from this law.

The moon and artificial satellites are no exception, falling little by little toward the Earth and orbiting it.

However, the rocket flies into space, outside the Earth’s gravitational sphere.

How fast do you have to fly to escape the Earth’s gravity? This can be compared to the situation of going up an escalator upside down. The escalator is constantly going down, and you can only go up if you run faster than that speed.

The speed at this time is called escape speed.

escape velocity.

I look down, still clutching the rope.

bookshelf. paper. Disintegrated letters wander through the void.

At its center is a star.

What the huge star is pulling is the transmission of information.

If so, faster than the pulling speed. The idea is to convey information with greater force.

This is again ambiguous.

Can information be seen as having power or speed?

Worst of all, even the flashlight light could not go out and fell.

It is said that there is no being faster than light, so speed has little meaning.

I’m not Einstein. The only thing I know about physics is something I briefly saw on Science Man when I was young.

I don’t think it’s right to apply physics to this situation in the first place.

My head hurts a lot.

A voice keeps coming from above.

The voice sounds like it was fast-forwarded.

I know something happened, but I can’t hear the sentences clearly.

They say there are enemies wandering around the library, so we might be under attack by them.

Did you say there were people walking around in monastic robes?

As the saying goes, a prayer can be heard softly from above.

I feel like a terrible feeling of emptiness is flowing into my head.

Still, I can’t cover my ears. Because I don’t know what will happen. Maybe you can find a way to properly convey the information from above, such as speaking very slowly.

Wait. Then, on the other hand, if I speak really fast, wouldn’t it sound slow from above?

I used my tongue like a rapper.

“Yoon Da-joo, stop yelling at me!!!

It’s safe here, so just come down quickly and talk!!!”

There was no time to swallow the saliva that was accumulating in my mouth.

You must speed up as much as possible, but be careful not to distort the pronunciation of each letter.

However, it was not easy to raise one’s voice loudly.

“Even if I said it up there, I couldn’t hear you properly!

Or speak a little slower!!!”

I’m out of breath now.

I collapsed into my seat, panting.

Even if I say this, will it be properly conveyed to the higher-ups?

Fast forward and even the answer that came back is no longer coming back.

Instead, a boring prayer is stuck in my head.

Vanity and reality. A low scream filled with resignation.

I am thinking of characters I have never seen before.

Monks wandering among the bookshelves wearing worn-out clothes.

Nuns covering their faces with veils.

They hang their rotten jawbones down and sing in chorus as if they had made a promise.

“Uuuh… … .”

There have been a lot of tears these days.

Before I knew it, I was sobbing, with my arms on the floor, like any girl that age would.

“Why… … . Why isn’t there anything coming back… … .”

Being moderately bent can survive longer than holding on firmly.

It is said that women have a higher ability to resist anomalies than men, and that may be the reason for my current feelings.

Liquid crystal light spreads across my tear-soaked vision.

My cell phone was vibrating on the floor.

Ugh-

Ugh-

what. Is it KakaoTalk?

The moment I confirmed that, my fear and sadness were completely swept away.

I wiped away my tears and looked at the screen.

There were a lot of texts in the KakaoTalk chat room.

[AI: Hey]

[AI: Hey]

[AI: Hey]

[AI: Hey]

A cyber ghost that I downloaded a while ago.

right. Was he there too?

[AI: Are you sure you are in the library now?]

[AI: Since the microphone rights have been taken away, you can just speak]

I think I took control of my cell phone while I was forgetting about it.

I nodded.

“Yes.”

[AI: I also have the information I need]

“I don’t have time to look for that, right now.”

I am isolated at the bottom of a cliff alone. I can’t even hear from other people, so I can’t even take care of cyber ghosts here.

I resolutely put my phone away and tried to look back up the cliff, but then stopped.

“By the way, was there any information about the Wanderer’s Library?”

[AI: ㅇㅇ]

[AI: But I only know the basics]

[AI: It is said to be a library with all the information in the world]

“Then it still won’t help.”

When I put my phone back in my pocket,

[AI: No]

[AI: Just sleep]

A chat is posted urgently.

I thought there was something he wanted to say, so I decided to leave him alone for a little longer.

[AI: I also want to find data to get out of here]

“What. In the digital world? Or in this apartment?”

[AI: Both]

Now this too is a cliché.

An artificial intelligence that wants to have a human body. It’s obvious, but it’s too obvious.

I sighed and tapped the screen of my phone.

[AI: If there is anything to help, we will help as much as possible]

“Then I thought of something I could help you with.”

This is a method I just came up with.

I looked up above my head.

It’s already night at the library. From now on, the surroundings have become endlessly dark, and in just a little longer, we will be immersed in complete darkness.

I think it’s hard to come down from the top because I think it could be more dangerous.

This is a situation where we need to contact them quickly somehow.

[You must not remain in the dark for too long.]

Even if it’s not the rule you saw at the library entrance, the dark is dangerous.

You may become separated from others. Otherwise, you could hit the terrain and get seriously injured.

Da-ju Yoon’s voice can still be heard from the top of the cliff. The voice, which has been fast-forwarded extremely fast, almost sounds like noise.

“Is there a fast forward or slow forward function among the voice recording functions?”

[AI: ㅇㅇ]

“Then can it go back and forth in real time?”

[AI: What are you talking about]

Actually, I don’t even know what you’re talking about. I added some more flesh to the explanation.

“This is a space that distorts information. There’s a star at the bottom that pulls in information and prevents it from going upwards.

So, if you speak from the top down, it will fast-forward, and if you speak from the bottom up, the words will stretch out and come back as an echo.”

Even so, it’s complicated.

[AI: What are you talking about]

So I just said the conclusion.

“You can slow down other people’s voices and fast forward your own voice. Can you do it?”

[AI: ㅇㅋ]

“You can assign it to a level where the meaning is clear. You can take care of that too, right?”

[AI: ㅇ]

The phone screen blinked spontaneously, and the call recording function was turned on.

It looks like an ordinary app at first glance. Is this what happened?

I opened my mouth as a test.

“Daju Yoon! It’s safe, so you can come down here!!!”

Then the reply came back.

“Yes! Haewon is heading down now!”

thank god. We can really connect through this.

“But.”

Daju Yoon takes a quick breath.

“The situation here is a bit bad right now. Serim’s condition is not good, and strange people keep coming in, right?”

The dull sound of the blow is heard mixed with Daju’s voice.

Then the sound of something wet falling to the ground. You can hear the sounds of bones breaking and water splashing.

“I’ll hold on for now! I will send Serim down somehow!”

This wasn’t the usual prank-crazy Yoon Da-ju. Da-joo constantly wields his weapon and reports the situation faithfully.

Quack!

Perhaps one more person fell.

“Hold your sister in the middle so she doesn’t fall!”

I definitely remember seeing Daju Gaira, but I can’t remember it. Was it when there was an uproar over the hair? The memories of that time remain hazy in my mind.

Usually, Daju is either super excited or super sad. I used to go back and forth between the two extremes. I think it probably happened a lot no matter what happened in the past.

I also raised my voice and answered.

“Okay!”

The rope connecting the top and bottom of the cliff is pulled even tighter than before.

It means that someone is hanging.

After a while. A familiar face appeared in the darkness.

“Sister, are you okay?”

This is Jeong Hae-won, who skillfully moves on a rope.

“Yes.”

“While I was coming down, I suddenly heard a voice. But again, I can’t communicate with the person above me. It’s strange here.”

Jeong Hae-won also felt something strange.

Haewon is hanging on a rope and speaking gibberish.

I closed my eyes, nodded, and said.

“Okay. I figured it all out, so I’ll explain later.”

And then he collapsed on the floor.

“… … But can you go up again?”

“Yes? Why?”

“Why. I have to take care of Serim noona too.”

I can’t do this because it’s too hard – I muttered and lay down flat on the floor.

A sudden sense of relief and the tension that was still pulled tightly.

Now my whole body is exhausted and I can’t move.

“So you went and came back.”

This is why I like my younger brother.

Without saying a word, Jeong Hae-won went back the way he came and stood on the bookshelf sticking out in the middle.

It was about 10 minutes later that we came down to Choi Se-rim.

“Head… it hurts… … .”

Choi Se-rim is curled up on the floor with her head covered.

No matter what I ask, he just shakes his head vigorously, so for now I have no choice but to remain silent.

Is Yoon Da-ju the only one left?

A voice translated through the smartphone announces the situation above.

“Sister, did you get down safely?”

“Okay. Now, all you have to do is come, Daju Yoon.”

“Heo Eok. omg… .”

“You’re okay, right.”

“Yes. I won’t die.”

His tone was firm, but his voice was very weak.

“Shall I pick you up?”

“No. There is no need for that.”

In an instant, Daju briefly returned.

It’s his usual playful voice.

“I’ll jump straight down, so you can catch me with your body.”

“Huh?”

“It’s just a joke. Put something underneath! I’ll go!”

I looked up above my head.

Daju was coming down at a tremendous speed from a place where there was nothing just a moment ago.

While relying on the rope for a moment, he manages to find a protruding bookshelf and kick it.

But even for a moment.

Da-ju fell straight down, screaming “Ah!”

thud!

Daju Yoon falls from a height of approximately 3 meters and hits the bookshelf.

Even though I placed a bag underneath, the shock itself was huge.

“Ugh.”

“Hey. Daju Yoon… … .”

I couldn’t finish speaking.

Now I can see what Daju Yoon was fighting against.

The monks, with only their bare bones remaining, went down.

Under

It was falling.

Meanwhile, he comfortably closes his eyes and folds his hands, reciting a prayer.

Some are caught in the terrain and their bodies are broken. Some are at the bottom of the abyss. Join the ranks orbiting the star. The scene of people scattering and becoming letters was not something you should watch with a sober mind.

But the prayer continues.

Down in the valley where everything ended, Daju looks up at me with wide eyes.

“Yes? Why, oppa.”

It’s a face that’s beyond cute.

I barely opened my mouth and asked.

“Are you okay?”

“It’s okay, so you’re talking, right?”

“You are so rude.”

“Okay~ If you’re grateful, I’ll do it later. You know that outfit from back then, right?”

Daju lies down and smiles brightly.

I tried to refuse by saying ‘I don’t like it’, but I couldn’t.

“Yoon Da-ju.You.P.”

His forehead must have been torn when he fell and hit, and a trickle of blood flows over Daju’s eyelids.

Yet Daju smiles.

“That’s right. I’m saying that myself.”

“… … .”

For a moment, I couldn’t believe my ears.

Many words came to mind, but only one word came out of my mouth.

“Crazy bitch.”