[Ding- dong- daeng- dong.]
I opened my eyes.
“Where is this?”
“Excuse me, what is this…?”
That familiar murmur.
People suddenly dragged into a Ghost Story, talking in confusion and tension.
A classroom late at night, the lights off. And…
“Aaaah! You scared me!”
“Is that a doll?”
A student of Segwang Technical High School, sitting perfectly still in one corner of the classroom without the slightest movement.
The massacre that was about to unfold.
“……”
A rush of complicated emotions came over me, but I couldn’t let myself be buried in them.
I looked down at my hands.
Thankfully, I could see human hands. My own hands, wearing the familiar old high school uniform.
‘Just as I thought.’
Segwang Technical High School was also inside the Special City, so I had expected to manifest in human form here as well.
After days of grueling effort trying to make 130666’s body, which could not fall asleep, be judged as “asleep,” trying to force it into unconsciousness.
I had finally succeeded.
At waking up in this nightmare of a school.
“Huh?”
But I had to move quickly.
I immediately opened the front door and ran out into the hallway.
“Let’s go.”
At the same time, the eyes of two agents who had run out of other classrooms the moment they came to met mine.
Second floor.
We were all on the same floor.
‘Good.’
That would make this move faster.
“Excuse me! Do you know something about—”
We ran without reacting to the people.
Agent Choi looked like he was deliberately ignoring them, jaw almost clenched shut.
—Agent, when you enter, you need to write your name behind the high school photo…
—I’ll take care of that myself.
And true enough, Agent Choi was here.