episode_0011

The light was weak enough to illuminate the floor, but my eyes, already accustomed to the light of the flashlight, could not adjust to the sudden darkness.

Even if I close my eyes or open them, I can’t see anything. The fear that the being who wrote in blood right in front of me might attack me at any time is increasingly tightening my heart.

The breathtaking confrontation continued in a situation where I was looking straight ahead but could not see anything due to lack of dark adaptation.

I don’t know if it’s actually still in front of me or if it’s trying to attack me, but all I could do right now was to do as much as possible as written in the rulebook and look straight ahead until the moment I could see.

I don’t know how much time has passed, but to me now, every minute and every second feels too long. The only sound I can hear in the silent darkness is my heart beating wildly.

Cold sweat was running down my back and my top was damp, but I didn’t even have time to feel that right now. I couldn’t get rid of the feeling that something invisible was watching me.

How much time has passed again? No matter how much time passed, there was no sign that something was going to attack me, but for some reason, my eyes still couldn’t adjust to the darkness and I couldn’t see anything.

I tried to move if there was at least a minimal amount of visibility, but I now realized that there was absolutely no visibility in this unusual darkness.

I lifted my foot to move forward, but I couldn’t even see directly under my feet, so I had the illusion that I was stepping into a cliff. I was thirsty from the tension, so I swallowed my saliva and took a step forward, moving cautiously while making as little noise as possible.

I tried to be careful not to make any noise, but my footsteps echoed louder than I expected in the quiet hallway.

A sound rang out and my heart pounded, but nothing changed as time passed. Seeing that there was no reaction this time, I gained some courage and began to quietly walk through the pitch-black darkness.

Am I walking properly right now, or have I already been caught and hallucinating? The more I walk through the darkness, where I cannot even see my body, the more distracting thoughts arise.

Every time a stray thought arises, I pinch the back of my hand to drive it away as much as possible, but the mental pain is greater than the stinging pain, so I haven’t seen any real results.

How long did I walk today? I don’t know the exact time after leaving room 303, but it felt like I had been walking for at least 12 hours. Even walking normally was difficult, and the mental pressure became stronger as time passed, making me exhausted both mentally and physically.

Was I so tired that I was hallucinating? It seemed like something sparkling white in the darkness far away.

As I walked further and further forward, as if it wasn’t my illusion, the white sparkling thing grew bigger and bigger until I could finally make out its shape.

The pure white object blocking my path was a door much larger than my height. The pure white door, without any decoration, was a simple door with only a white handle that sparkled from a distance in the hallway.

I had to pass this door to continue forward, so I reached out and tried to grab the handle. I tried to raise my toes and jump as much as I could, but with my height, which is slightly, just slightly shorter than that of an average man, I couldn’t reach the handle attached to the top of the door, whether it was a design flaw or whether it was installed on purpose.

Since childhood, due to my short stature and slightly dainty appearance, I have been teased by boys and treated as a toy by girls.

I was annoyed by my short stature and thought about growing taller many times, but in the end, I gave up and lived with it, and I have never resented my short stature as much as I have at this moment.

It’s blocked. According to the rules, it was written that you could escape this hallway by going straight to the front without leaking into the side street, but this door was not written in the rules.

I tried pushing the white door with my body and kicking it, but my body only hurt and the big white door didn’t budge.

All I could do was stare blankly at the large, solid white door that felt like a castle wall.

Should I walk backwards and look straight ahead, like in the first floor hallway where the rules were similar? Or will this door open or disappear as time passes and a new path opens?

Nothing was certain and there was only one chance to experiment.

In the end, you have to make a decision at some point. As I sighed, looked down at the floor, and made up my mind, I noticed something strange.

I couldn’t see the floor because it was dark and only the white door was visible, so I didn’t notice, but it seemed like there was some space between the door and the floor.

I squatted down on the floor and put my hand in to check the space. I put my hand in as much as I could to check the space, and it turned out that there was a tunnel-like space on the floor where I was standing and the door that was big enough for me to fit in if I crawled in a prone position.

I couldn’t properly check whether it was dangerous or safe, and I had no idea what was at the end of this tunnel or whether it was right to go here, but it was clear that another option had emerged between the worst option of walking back the way I came and the worst option of staying still.

After thinking about it for a long time, I decided to crawl through the door. I thought about the option of waiting, but no matter how much time passed, the door did not change.

I thought that going back the way you came was very dangerous because it was a direct violation of the rules.

In that case, you have to crawl and it’s dangerous, but wouldn’t it be right to go straight ahead as written in the rule book – choosing the lesser evil of the worst?

After making my decision, I fell down and put my face into the tunnel. I was definitely resenting my short stature until just now, but this time, thanks to my short stature, I was able to enter a place like this. Is it true that no one knows the future?

The face went in easily, and then the body went in without any resistance. I couldn’t see in front of me, but when my whole body touched the floor, I felt like I was in a tunnel.

Slowly crawl inside the tunnel. The biggest worry I had before entering the tunnel was whether my physical strength would hold up because I didn’t know how much of a crawling position I would have to go into.

But fortunately, as we entered the tunnel, there was more space and breathing was smoother, so we were able to keep the consumption of physical strength to a minimum.

In addition, while crawling through the tunnel, I stopped for a moment to see if anyone was following me, but fortunately, no one followed me.

I was told that unless someone was chasing me, it was possible to rest and recover my stamina, so I moved my arms and legs again with the thought that I could take my time and go slowly, so I would definitely go all the way to the end.

How far did it crawl like that? My elbows and knees started to feel sore as I moved slowly. My breathing wasn’t going well, so I thought it was time to take a break.

I relaxed my entire body and relaxed my limbs, thinking that I would recover as much physical strength as possible while resting.

For the first time in a while, I feel my body relaxing from rest. I relaxed my head, which had been stiff from all the effort I had put in, closed my eyes, and fell to the floor. I couldn’t be happier as my tense neck muscles relaxed.

After enjoying a short, sweet rest and feeling that my stamina had recovered to some extent, I opened my eyes and took a posture to move again. No, I was trying to get drunk.

When I opened my eyes while lying face down on the floor, unlike the darkness until now, the floor beneath me became transparent and I could see a room.

A naked woman was sitting crouched in the center of a pure white room without any furniture. When I slightly turned my gaze to check the wall, I saw that a painting that looked like a human eye was filling up one of the bright red and white walls.

When I shifted my gaze back to the woman, she looked at the picture and muttered something continuously. The woman, who was muttering something in a bizarre sound, soon got up from her seat.

I didn’t notice it when she crouched down, but the incredibly tall woman, who seemed to be at least 2 meters tall, walked towards the painting with great strides. The woman who arrived in front of the painting muttered something again and waved her long hand widely.

Kyaaa! ! ! !

A woman swings her hand and hits a picture of snow on the wall. When the woman’s hand hit the painting hard, red blood burst out from the woman’s white naked body along with a terrible scream.

The eye that the woman had hit was bleeding bright red. The woman, who was covered in blood pouring all over her body, swung her hand again and hit each and every drawing of eyes hard.

Several screams rang out again, and each time the woman waved her hand, her eyes disappeared. The woman, who hit her last remaining eye and dyed her entire body bright red, soon began to laugh maniacally as if she was satisfied.

Ahahahaha! Ah ha ha ha ha!!! Ahhh…ahhh…sigh…sigh…ugh…

Should I laugh or cry? The woman was obviously not in her right mind. I was looking at the woman as if I was fascinated, and at that moment I came to my senses.

The thought that something big had happened passed through my head. As I tried to turn my gaze straight ahead as quickly as possible, my eyes met the woman’s who was looking at the ceiling.

The woman’s two beautiful, blood-stained eyes were bent like a crescent moon, and the woman’s appearance disappeared in an instant.

Deciding that I had to run away as quickly as possible, I started crawling with all my might. At the same time, I began to hear a woman’s laughter in the distance, in the direction I had passed.