A classroom inside a Ghost Story, brightly lit by the indoor lights.
“Die! Die!”
Behind me, people desperately beating at the creepy, unmoving student.
“We’ll wait until they pass.”
In front of me, the civil servant watching our company’s employees pass by with eyes full of wariness and disdain.
And caught in between them…
me, with no colleague beside me and having missed my timing.
I had to safely clear this nightmare of a Ghost Story while looking like a harmless civilian to the civil servant next to me.
When in truth… I was from the pharmaceutical company that civil servant despised!
“……”
Just how high was this damn difficulty level going to climb…?
‘This is driving me crazy.’
In the meantime, the employees had already gone far off into the distance. I thought I’d made eye contact with a few of them, but when I avoided their gaze, they didn’t speak to me and kept moving quickly.
That was at least some relief, and right at that moment—
Flicker.
The blackout struck again.
“Hik!”
But this time, the people were faster than the darkness arriving.
“…I-it’s not moving!”
“It worked!”
I took a deep breath.
When the lights flickered and came back on a moment later,
the ‘Segwang Industrial High School student,’ which had stopped like a statue, was now collapsed on the floor near the back door.
“Waaaaah!”
The frenzied beating from the people had definitely had an effect. This time, the student hadn’t been able to move even when the lights went out.
Instead, it seemed to have collapsed as though dead, crushed all at once beneath the accumulated violence.
And yet only the frozen student’s right hand still remained stretched toward the air, as though trying to seize the back door…
“……”
People, faces glowing with triumph, cheered while holding bloodied burlap sacks and chairs.
“It…