The train was coming in.
And there was no telling how long the misfortune-warding charm I was holding would last.
Every part of the situation pointed to one thing.
‘Quickly!’
Get down to the platform through the stairs, right now.
“This way.”
Assistant Manager Lee Seonghae, whose sense of direction was the best among us, practically sprang forward on instinct and started retracing the path we had come by.
I had the route pictured in my head too, and probably everyone else had tried to memorize it the same way, because no one got confused as we ran after her.
Breathing.
Footsteps.
…And from far away, the vibrating sound of an approaching train.
The path closed in on us in an instant. Only the sounds of us crashing through trees and fog rang through the silence.
And at last, the staircase came into view. An open, unobstructed stretch without fog. The stairs that would send us somewhere else….
Exit No. ■
The staircase leading upward.
“…….”
“…….”
Reflexively, I looked up.
All kinds of objects piled up in front of…