episode_0084

The first thing I saw was the mouth.

A huge mouth filled with teeth.

The only things sticking out of the gums, which are stained black here and there, are the blunt front teeth and molars.

And hair.

A person who appeared to be at least several meters tall had long hair extending from inside his mouth.

A grunting moan accompanied by a fishy smell escapes from between the parted lips.

The rest of the figure is locked in darkness and cannot be seen properly.

I just assume it’s hanging above the elevator.

The elevator I’m riding in.

There’s a guy right above my head.

I was too exhausted to observe the anomaly.

Even if we observe it, it is not certain whether we can find out its identity.

My body, frozen by the cold, was now almost exhausted.

I can’t use my abilities as a librarian or my arm strength properly.

It’s hard to even breathe.

“… … .”

I decided to think about just one thing.

There is no other way, so let’s get out of here quickly.

Where I am now is in the elevator.

From here you have to jump and grab the protruding part of the wall.

Then, you have to rely on your arm strength to support your body and then go downstairs.

It is important to calculate the priority distance.

If the leap distance is not long enough, I fall into the abyss below.

Lift and front stairs.

We need to see how far apart the two are.

It’s dark so I can’t see clearly.

Even the light cannot shine.

As soon as I shined the flashlight on the back of the smartphone, dozens of pupils flashed like mirrors.

From the size of a small marble or ping pong ball to larger than the palm of your hand.

I dropped my phone.

The light that left my hand bumped and rotated here and there, lighting up the entire wall.

Fingernail marks.

Blood stains stuck to the wall, soaked in moisture.

The further down you go, the more horrifying the image becomes.

The smartphone finally illuminated the rope hanging on the wall and disappeared.

In a place where there is not a ray of wind, plastic twine is swaying back and forth.

Covered in a lot of dark green slime and black dirt.

The midpoint of a rope that runs about 1 meter.

At the point where the rope is so tangled that it cannot be untangled properly without cutting it,

My wrist was caught.

Like a weight.

Only one wrist is hanging from the rope.

“Wow.”

I gritted my teeth and held back a scream.

It was only for a brief moment that I saw my wrist, but the image of that moment kept coming back to me.

The flesh that has been peeled off here and there has turned dark green.

My fingernails are almost all gone.

The few nails left are buried in the water-swollen flesh and cannot be seen properly.

It must not be shaken.

You must not sit down here.

Maybe it was because I tried my best to suppress my voice, but fortunately, he didn’t show any reaction.

Instead, knock, knock.

Under

dropped

The only sound you can hear is the falling water.

I felt the chill again.

A white T-shirt that was wet and sticky.

A thin long-sleeved suit worn over it.

My body temperature is gradually decreasing.

It’s not enough to stop the cold.

And the guy didn’t do anything and just looked at me quietly.

As if he was just waiting for me to get completely exhausted and drop out.

again.

I checked the distance earlier.

The distance from the elevator to the stairs is not as long as you might think, so you can reach it by just jumping.

Stand behind the broken door of the elevator and prepare to close it.

My heart felt like it was going to explode.

The moment it floats in the air. Won’t someone pull me down?

Or you make a mistake, you lose your footing. What if I fall down there?

“Phew… … .”

It would have been nice if Choi Se-rim was there.

If it had been my older sister, I could have easily suppressed these thoughts.

Because handling thoughts is my sister’s ability.

Now I have no choice but to make up my mind on my own.

Being here doesn’t change anything.

I grit my teeth again.

I ran forward as hard as I could.

Pot.

When I closed my eyes and opened them, I had safely reached the back of the third floor.

In front, you can see two doors.

It is a boundary door that divides the elevator and the space inside the floor.

Now all you have to do is open it and go outside.

My body is still wet, but the cold seems to have gone away a bit.

Even though I was constantly shaking, it is much better now.

I got up and fumbled around for a device to open the door.

My hands were covered in dust and grease, but I still didn’t feel bad.

Rather, I feel like my body has become much lighter.

Did that thing actually do something?

‘Something’ sits on the path where the elevator passes.

I don’t even know that he hunts like that.

Stay still and save your strength.

It must be waiting for the prey to freeze to death in fear.

As I press my body against the door, light and warmth seep in through the crack in the door.

I was able to find the lock quickly.

When the emergency escape device inside the elevator is pulled, the tightly locked door begins to move.

Clap-

I used force and pushed the door to both sides.

Rumbling

The view of the third floor finally appeared.

Finally, after checking the surroundings to see if there were any dangers, I immediately sat down on the floor.

The cold disappeared, but I felt extremely tired.

A feeling as if all the blood in your body is rushing to your feet.

Plus, I felt dizzy.

“Heo Eok. omg. Huh… … .”

Now I don’t even have the strength to sit down.

I laid my head down on the cold floor and took a deep breath.

My mind is completely blank.

The thought that I will die if things continue like this fills the blank page.

The urge to scream constantly rises in my throat.

What should I do? What should I do?

What should I do?

What do we do?

“Ugh. Hmm… … .”

I covered my face with my hands.

This was my first time feeling this way.

What do we do?

All I can think about is this.

My heart continues to beat, and no matter how much I breathe, I feel like I will suffocate at any moment due to lack of oxygen.

Tears are flowing.

“Please help me.Please help me. Please help me.”

I curled up on the floor, covered my head with my arms, and kept praying for someone to help me.

It really felt like it had to be that way.

What should I do to help? I don’t know what the problem was, but I was so scared that I couldn’t bear it.

The panic attack finally ended after some time had passed.

Was this also the influence of the monster?

If so, this may have been overlooked lightly.

I’m also said to have a fairly strong tolerance for anomalies.

I didn’t mind seeing most of the memetic killers.

Even if I was caught up in some strange brainwashing, I could easily get out of it if I just put my mind to it.

But now everything has become strange.

This is because the standards of reality have changed.

Even if it is immune to anomalies, it does nothing to stop it from ordinary threats.

radiation. flame. Deadly poison. Of course, there is no use in this kind of risk.

Just like that, after ‘graffiti’ shook the standards of reality, that monster in the hatch also became an ordinary threat.

So was that why I almost got hit?

I got up and got up.

Now is the time to end everything related to graffiti.

Exposed concrete and steel with rough surfaces.

Gray glossy tile.

Windows surrounded by black iron framework.

Vending machines occupy both walls.

This is the view from the 3rd floor that I returned to after a long time.

All of this is lined up endlessly along an infinite space.

The first time I came here was when Seok Hyeon-min was hit by a memetic killing agent.

There was no other way than to erase my memories, so I tried to find an amnestic here.

me. Heo Yun. And Choi Se-rim. The three of us like this.

As I walked down the hallway, I reminisced.

Then I ran into Park Seong-jin, who had gone missing.

The man went completely crazy and was running around in elevators, killing people.

We were no exception.

After being chased for a while, he was able to escape by bursting a tank containing beverage syrup.

Even at the moment of being submerged in syrup and suffocating, Park Seong-jin could not come back to his senses… … .

I sighed and stopped in front of the vending machine.

The sticky syrup that once filled the hallway has now disappeared without a trace.

“It can’t be helped.”

While muttering for no reason, I observed the anomaly in front of the vending machine.

I was worried for a moment, but the observation worked without problem.

Information pops out from the empty vending machine wall.

Amount invested: !@$#%

[Enjoy yourselves~~]

Below the information, a detailed description of the product is written.

[Level 4 amnestic]

– Effective for exposure to meme disasters less than 24 hours old.

[Thought Accelerator]

– Caution: There is a serious level of addiction and addiction.

[Protein – Strengthening the Body]

– Causes fatal muscle lysis when abused.

The product list has not changed from last time.

If you want to get a drink here, of course you can’t use Korean money.

You must use a special currency.

First, I took money out of my bag.

One thousand won in Korean currency.

Vending machines also have a slot for inserting bills, but if you put a 1,000 won bill in it, you end up wasting money.

It’s a vending machine from another dimension, neither Korea nor this world.

From the vending machine’s perspective, it doesn’t even recognize this as money.

So we need this.

Surreal fuel that came out when the reality generator on the 7th floor was destroyed.

It has the appearance of a black mass that emits cool energy around it.

If you put this on a bill,

■■>>■Value recognition

Conversion■<<<■

The appearance of currency changes with welcome information.

The color of the ordinary banknotes turned black, and strange, unknown characters were engraved on their surfaces.

Just put this in the vending machine.

[Level 4 amnestic]

Rattling.

Boom!

With the sound of soda cans clinking, two bottles of cool amnestics rolled out.

Should I buy a little more?

Anyway, there is no place to use surreal fuel anymore. Because the machine was smashed.

In the case of Korean money, there is no need to say anything.

Dalgak!

Boom!

Tooung!

I purchased 4 additional cans of amnestics.

As I sweep all the cold cans into my bag, the weight I carry becomes even heavier.

I didn't know it last time, but after listening to it several times, I'm sure I understand.

this. It's much heavier than it looks.

On the outside, it certainly appears to be less than 500ml, but when you lift it, you can feel the weight of a small plastic bottle.

This isn't an ordinary drink, I guess.

Depending on my wallet, I could have bought a lot more, but I decided to stop here.

A total of six cans of amnestic agent were purchased.

If this is the case, there will be a long way to go after resolving this situation.

Barely carrying my heavy bag, I got back into the elevator.

Slurp-

The elevator worked just fine as if it were a lie. Even the noise. There is no shaking whatsoever.

It just faithfully carries passengers up to the 7th floor.

7th floor.

I returned to the house where everyone was gathered.

It's not as messy as you think.

Everyone closed their eyes.

Seok Hyeon-min is rolling over the spilled water, and Yoon Da-ju is screaming and throwing the cup.

The only sane AI is holding on to Da-ju Yoon and whining, but it's better than I thought.

No one was killed or injured.

"Now."

I handed the AI a can of amnestics.

"If you drink this, it’s all over."

"It’s true."

"Yes."

Now the graffiti has disappeared.

The ability of graffiti to shake the standards of reality remains only in the memories of me and AI.

If you delete it, you can go back.

Gulp, gulp.

Between the AI guy’s small lips, the amnestic agent is poured.

It looks like a kid, but the drinking form is very refreshing.

He looks like a German guy taking a shot of beer.

"Did you drink it all?"

"Yes."

With those last words, he closed his eyes and lay down.

After lying still for some time, the guy stood up with his eyes closed.

The guy starts looking around like a person waking up from a dream.

"Wow. I'm back. I guess it works."

He even talks to me as if he's talking in his sleep.

But to me, his behavior just looks like sleepwalking.

Now I am the only one left in this ‘reality’.

The distorted reality began to collapse.

Flash-

All the lights in the room blinked, and the room turned red again.

Graffiti covers the walls.

The walls begin to move slowly, as if the whole house is alive.

Thump thump thump thump!

Like a huge creature about to die.

Like someone being strangled.

Everything in reality struggles wildly. There are no rules, no intentions.

They just move instinctively to survive.

The floor shakes and the sky shrinks.

Red light constantly pours in through the window.

The reporter on TV desperately clung to me. Please■. Do not go. My feet.

■We are ordinary.■

Please!!!!!!!

Please allow us to exist!!!!!!!!!!■

Chiik-

I took a can of amnestics.

Jump, jump, jump.

I drank it down with all my might.

After a while.

When I opened my eyes, clutching my dazed head, it was reality again.