Escaping the Mystery Hotel - Chapter 444
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EP.444 Episode 444 – Room 206, The Cursed Room – ‘The Demon King Resurrects After 100 Days’ Re (9)
Episode 444 – Room 206, The Cursed Room – ‘The Demon King Resurrects After 100 Days’ Re (9)
– Kim Ari
A dark and cold world.
In the pale, windless silence, my colleagues also became quiet.
Everyone is wearing work clothes that you would wear in a mine and has headlamps mounted on their heads.
It’s like exploring a dark underground cave.
Occasionally, Cha Jin-cheol tried to increase the brightness of the lamp, but it was as meaningless as trying to dispel the vastness of the deep sea with a candle.
At that moment, Eunsol, who was leading everyone, suddenly stopped.
“Sister?”
“…”
“What do you see? I can’t see anything even with my night vision goggles on….”
Suddenly, I felt that the sour smell I had been smelling since earlier had become stronger.
“…”
“Sister?”
“Sister? What’s wrong?”
Even though Seungyeop asked, Eunsol just stared into space without answering.
Did you find any building similar to a research lab?
At that moment, Eunsol opened her mouth.
“Something is moving.”
“Huh? Are you a monster?”
“A monster… A monster? Is that it? It keeps moving around. What could it be?”
Moving slowly?
“I can’t see very well. I need to look from a little higher up. Jincheol, listen for me.”
Cha Jin-cheol tilted his head and lifted Eun-sol’s body.
Eunsol nodded slightly and began to concentrate, perhaps because she could see better as her body rose higher.
This was our first mistake.
“Can you see it now?”
“Yeah. I can see it now. It kind of looks like a person.”
“People? Survivors?”
A survivor?
In an underground city that has been out of contact for 100 years?
Even if lifespan is like that, what if there is no way to obtain food or water?
“It looks like a person wearing white clothes. It could be a researcher who survived by using strange means, but if you think about it from another perspective, it’s just a wriggling caterpillar that keeps wriggling, wriggling, wriggling, wriggling, wriggling, wriggling, wriggling, wriggling, wriggling, wriggling -”
“Eww! Hey, big sister!”
What the hell is this all of a sudden?
In just a few seconds, Eunsol turned blue and started shaking all over!
As if he had been waiting, white foam bubbled out of his mouth and his eyes darted from side to side.
Cha Jin-cheol, who reacted late, put Eun-sol on the floor and tried to calm her down, but Eun-sol had already lost consciousness in an instant.
“Eww! Noona! What kind of mental attack is this! Noona Eunsol, blow the whistle quickly -”
“You idiot! My sister is about to collapse!”
“Well, you still have to play the flute, Sister!”
At that moment, Eunsol covered her eyes with both hands –
“Cha Jin-cheol, ugh, Eun-sol’s hand!”
“Eww! Why are you suddenly doing this, Sister!”
I put so much force into my hand that in an instant, blood started flowing out of my eyes.
What were you trying to do?
Are you sure you weren’t trying to gouge out my eyeball? You’re completely out of your mind!
Eunsol was originally the one in charge of mental protection, but Eunsol has gone crazy.
What on earth did you see?
Do you make people like this just by looking at them?
This makes sense –
“Sir, no way!”
“Sister Ari?”
“Eunsol, did you happen to see the Demon King in person?”
“The Demon King is trapped underground!”
“but -”
At that very moment, Cha Jin-cheol’s expression hardened and he raised his hand.
— Ouch!
The sound of a cool slap on the cheek.
For a brief moment, Eunsol’s eyes, which had been groaning, cleared up.
That brief moment of clarity was enough to summon the flute!
“Blood, the whistle is coming out!”
“It came out!”
The most powerful means of mental protection, the flute, has appeared.
It just appeared.
The person who is supposed to blow the flute is still lying on the floor.
“Sister! Sister! Eight, if you put it here -”
Seungyeop took the flute instead and put it in Eunsol’s mouth.
“Blow! Blow!”
“Hey, Inma! Do you get a sound just by putting a flute in your mouth?”
“Brother, then what should we do?”
“Oh, I have to blow air into it -”
— Beep!
At those words, Seungyeop picked up the flute and blew air into it, but nothing happened.
A suitable legacy has appeared, but the owner of the legacy has lost his taste.
Due to some absurd circumstances, we ended up doing all sorts of experiments on the flute of peace without intending to do so.
Even when Eunsol put the flute in his mouth, there was no response.
It seems like he has to make a sound with the flute, so Seungyeop blows it instead, but there is no response.
It seems like they need to contact the owner of the legacy, so Eunsol holds the flute and Seungyeop blows air into it, but there is still no response!
“Eww! Do I have to call the owner? Why are the judgments so strict!”
“How on earth do I -”
“Give me the flute!”
Once again, with the whistle snout in Eunsol’s mouth, she stretches and contracts her cheeks like a hamster’s cheeks.
Somehow, Eunsol got air into the flute through her mouth!
— Easy
“Please! It’s almost like a sound!”
“No way! I’m going to grab your cheek and tear it off -”
“… it’s okay.”
“Sister!”
Is it done? Is it really done?
It was more like the sound of the wind blowing, rather than the sound of a flute, but Eunsol’s eyes focused on it because it was so obvious what had happened.
He looks tired and worn out, but he is clearly back to normal.
— Leeeeee~ Laaaaa!
Eunsol briefly played the flute repeatedly to collect herself.
“Phew… .”
“Sister, what on earth did you see -”
“I forgot it now.”
“yes?”
“I just remember seeing a faint shape. And then….”
“and?”
“There was something like a train on the other side.”
“A train? There’s no way something like that would work now – aha!”
There’s no way the trains in a city that was destroyed at least several decades ago would be working.
However, if you follow the train’s route, you will definitely come across an ‘important facility’.
“town….”
“Sister, are you okay?”
“My eyes and cheeks hurt so much. Did I poke your eyes? What happened to your cheeks?”
Seungyeop and Jincheol looked at me at the same time.
*
After moving for about 15 minutes, Eunsol stopped everyone again.
“Are you there already? There are no trains nearby -”
“The train has a little more to go. Right now it’s because of the monster.”
“… That thing that moves that you saw, sister?”
“Everyone close your eyes.”
“Then, the road is -”
Instead of answering, Eunsol lifted her flute.
“Let’s go.”
“…”
Jincheol held Eunsol’s hand, I held Jincheol’s hand, and Seungyeop held my hand.
They walked forward, holding each other’s hands and trusting only Eunsol, who was in the front.
One step at a time.
— Laaaaah!
The sound of the flute tickling my ears resonates incessantly.
As if to purify the atmosphere filled with corrupted power.
And then something ‘wiggly’ approached.
“Ugh!”
“Don’t worry and just walk.”
“yes yes….”
Wiggle wiggle
Wiggle wiggle
Wiggle wiggle
Something keeps nagging.
“…”
I want to open my eyes.
I want to open my eyes right now and see something moving.
What would it look like?
What kind of being is it?
I’m so curious.
Slowly, slowly, slowly!
While I was mumbling along next to you –
— Laaaaah!
“…”
It’s a strange experience that even the management has never experienced before.
If the human mind is clear water, it feels like on one side it is pouring black tar while on the other side it is constantly purifying the water.
Wait a minute, the two Aris were chattering nonstop.
Ari is dawdling and Ari is shouting at her to please come to her senses.
“…”
Physically speaking, it would probably be around 5 minutes at most?
Those five minutes felt like 50 minutes or five hours.
Fortunately, all things have an end.
“That’s enough. Everyone, open your eyes.”
Everyone opened their eyes, calming their trembling hearts.
The whitish shape that had seemed to be swaying right next to me just a moment ago was no longer visible.
Instead, the headlamps illuminated the wreckage that resembled a wrecked train.
“Oh, this is the train you were talking about – Aaaah! Who, sis!”
Blood, blood, blood.
Blood flows from Eunsol’s eyes like tears, reddening her cheeks.
Seungyeop took out a box from his chest with a pale expression.
“Help me!”
A puff of white smoke rose from the ship.
At first it was smoke, then an opaque shape with a recognizable expression.
This is the realm of the soul’s implications.
Then, red drops of blood, glistening flesh, and milky white bones danced in the air, and Yumi was ‘created.’
The girl who woke up in the underground city opened her mouth.
“Give me some night vision goggles too.”
Soon, Jincheol handed Yumi the extra night vision goggles he had prepared in advance.
Instead of wasting time asking questions, Yumi went straight to Eunsol and looked into her bleeding eyes.
“are you okay?”
“… It hurts a little.”
Yumi poked Eunsol’s eyes with her fingers for a long time, and it seemed to work because the bleeding gradually stopped.
The girl who had finished administering first aid looked around the gloomy atmosphere and smiled bitterly.
“This place is practically hell.”
“…”
“I used quite a bit of force a little while ago. The eye itself was badly damaged.”
Seungyeop asked back in an urgent voice.
“Then how long can it last?”
“It depends on how much strength you put in from now on.”
This is exactly why Seungyeop doesn’t usually call Yumi.
Inside the Room of Curses, a sort of time constraint is placed on the beings contained in the Soul Box.
Oddly enough, these restrictions did not exist outside the Chamber of the Damned.
This means that it is not a performance limitation of the property itself, but a limitation arbitrarily imposed by the hotel.
I guessed why the restrictions were put in place.
The Soul Chest originally has two uses: it can be used to store the souls of NPCs in the hotel to make them your companions, but it can also be used to store the souls of participants themselves to become quasi-immortal.
Perhaps the time constraints are due to the latter?
At that moment, Seungyeop opened his mouth.
“Isn’t there something like a route map inside the train?”
It sounded like a plausible story, so everyone went in to inspect the wreckage of the train.
This was our second mistake.
*
— Paaaaang!
“Passengers, please take your seats as the train will be departing soon.”
The train was nothing more than a rusty metal wreck before it came in, but as soon as it came in, it was as if it was a lie.
There was no electricity, and even though I hadn’t seen a single ounce of light outside, the light came on as if it were a given!
— Clank! Clank!
Finally, the train began to shake as if it was about to depart.
“What the fuck is this!”
When he saw that something absurd was happening, Cha Jin-cheol couldn’t hold it in any longer and shouted.
“Please, give me a monster I can fight! Do you want me to destroy the train?”
— Boom!
Cha Jin-cheol screamed and slammed the closed train door, but it didn’t budge.
“Passengers, please take your seats as the train will be departing soon.”
Eunsol muttered in despair.
“Please… stop talking nonsense… .”
“Our train is a hell loop train -”
Yumi shook my arm with an urgent expression.
“Quick! You’re an agent of some organization called the Management Bureau or something!”
“… so?”
“Do something! Don’t you have any secret tools?”
“…”
What is he saying now?
You’re a witch, aren’t you?
“You are the one who uses secret magic – what is this?”
— Kuoooo!
A stench that stings the nose and a scream.
An alien air emanating from a being that is clearly not human.
Everyone’s eyes moved towards the back of the train where ‘something’ was approaching.
— Squeak!
The door opened slowly, and Cha Jin-cheol approached, snorting.
“Okay, let’s fight just once! Even if we die, let’s at least fight once!”
Strangely enough, I could now understand Cha Jin-cheol’s feelings.
After all, this is a hotel where death isn’t the end, right?
Wouldn’t Cain take care of escaping on her own?
Even if I die, I’ll swing my fist once and die, so at least I’ll look good!
“This station is a place for sashimi, sashimi. Customers, please take off your clothes and show your bare skin.”
“What are these perverts talking about now?”