The bluish foot of a corpse hanging from a tree was above my head.
It was clearly dried up, yet strangely swollen, as if puffed up.
Sway.
It hit my cheek.
“…….”
“Roe Deer?”
“Yes.”
This was driving me insane.
I wanted to squeeze my eyes shut at the feeling of my whole body curling in on itself, but I simply couldn’t.
‘If there were anyone in this group who could cry and say they couldn’t do it, that would be impressive too….’
Not one of them, none of them at all, was frightened. They were all perfectly calm. Was I really supposed to show only me freaking out because I was scared?
‘It’s not like this is my first or second day exploring Darkness!’
And besides, this was an Extinction-Class disaster.
‘I have to pull my weight somehow, do something somehow…!’
“I’ll examine it.”
Suppressing the urge to grab their pant legs and beg them to let me count as the tagalong if I offered up wiki information, I gritted my teeth and reached out a hand.
And then I examined the corpse that had bumped against my head (God, please).
I felt like I might faint from the fact that I had to touch this, and remembering how calm I had been when I was 130666 right beside that eyeball-less corpse made me feel even more like fainting, but my brain was still working….
‘…Cold.’
For one thing, nothing ominous happened from touching it—no contagious stain, no suicidal impulse, no bizarre hallucinations.
“It just seems like a corpse.”
“…Yes.”
There were simply too many of them.
I saw a slightly stumped look pass across Agent Choi’s face as he tried peering into the fog.
“It’s not working well. The talisman’s got no effect at all. But… one thing’s for sure.”
“…….”
“You can’t see the end of it with the naked eye. …The trees with corpses…