I opened my eyes.
A dark, spotless platform. But beyond the screen doors, the horrific state of the opposite platform was plainly visible.
‘…The scenery of Segwang Station.’
Entry successful.
I looked down at myself, now back in human form, and drew a sharp breath.
‘This time, everyone makes it.’
And I reviewed the plans we had made.
—Ah, right. When you all wake up again, you might open your eyes somewhere other than the Agency headquarters now.
—Huh?
—I pulled out the passageway and brought it over. You’ll wake up in a very safe place….
That meant no more suddenly unconscious agents and Baekilmong employees dropping in a heap at the Supernatural Disaster Management Agency headquarters.
Even if it was closed off, the fact that Ho Yuwon had somehow found a gap to pull it out through from one of the Agency’s dedicated passageways was horrifying in its own way.
‘…Then again, considering how obsessive he is, maybe it isn’t all that surprising.’
In any case, if things went this way, my disappearance would probably cause considerable controversy at the Agency, so taking into account things like exempting the staff member in charge from blame, I had left the words “Temporarily out for a walk in a dream, scheduled to return home afterward” on the daecheongmaru floor.
And the last thing.
The emergency escape method inside the dream version of Segwang Special City.
—This is the euthanasia medicine you asked for, Mr. Roe Deer.
—…!
—It guarantees a peaceful death. Wouldn’t you say it’s one of the most compassionate medicines among Baekilmong Co., Ltd.’s products?
The Bronze Agent had made a face like he would rather bite off his own tongue than take it, but in the end he accepted it anyway.
Even just looking at what had happened with the nooses, the risk of falling into a coma forever, unable…