Escaping the Mystery Hotel - Chapter 68
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Episode 68 – No. 101, Room of the Curse – ‘Media that Changes Common Sense’ (2)
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third attempt
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[User: Han Ga-in (Jihye)
Date: Day 22
Current location: Tier 1, Room 101 (Curse Room – Common Sense Change Media)
Sage Advice: 3]
Second, precautions for me to ‘break’
2. You must not look back on the basement stairs.
I started going down the stairs from the 2nd basement floor to the 3rd basement floor, where the warehouse was.
—Tatak…
—Takkak. Takkak
—Kiri Lyrik
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After hearing it for the second time, I am convinced.
Something is following me. Every time I take one or two steps, the other person follows behind me.
If you get to the hallway and turn around, you won’t see anything again.
Before that, you have to turn back at the stairs.
The moment you stop, take a deep breath, and turn around –
A notification popped up.
[If you turn around, you will be attacked.]
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This is the first ‘advice from a wise man’ I’ve seen since re-entering room 101.
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why.
Why do they give advice ‘only in this way’?
If it were advice from a ‘wise man’, it might be able to tell you a wiser way to deal with it.
I remember when the advice first appeared.
A man-eating monkey attacked me, and I was terrified and prayed for a way to survive.
The advice taught me ‘how to survive’.
Since then, the advice has always been to tell me what to do when my life is in danger.
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Advice for survival. It’s not bad. It actually saved my life several times.
However, in a hotel, sometimes there are moments when you have to find out something even if it means dying.
therefore –
“Give me better advice.”
It’s not just advice for living right now, but real ‘wise advice.’
‘Tell me what to do to get information.’
— Pot!
A second piece of advice appeared.
[As soon as you turn around, lower your head and shoot the opponent in the leg with the gun, and check the name written on the hat.]
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For the second time since entering the hotel, after using the filter-
I gained ‘enlightenment using advice’.
—ping!
As soon as he turned around, he lowered his head and aimed the pistol downwards.
With the sound of something cutting through the air, a sharp blade passed by where my head was.
—bang! —bang!
Without any time to check, I fired the gun at the ‘leg’. My pistol shooting skills are terrible, but the opponent was so close that it was easy to hit him.
The moment the other person fell to the ground, I instantly lost my breath when I saw the figure.
His entire body is covered in bandages, and he appears to be over 2 meters tall. What I thought were blades were fingernails that had grown over 30cm.
The identity of the noise that was heard walking behind me.
The monster’s feet resembled skate-like shoes with blades attached to them.
The most terrifying thing about this terrible shape is that this monster has a ‘feminine’ body in its own way. Where to come out, come out, where to go in, go in. Even though more than half of the costume was torn and bandages were added, if I had to guess, it looked like a nurse’s uniform.
It was even more terrifying because it vaguely resembled a human.
—bang! —bang!
I fired repeatedly at the head of the monster that was falling and squirming, and only then did it stop moving.
I told you to check the name on the hat, right?
‘Shinsegae Hospital’
Can I remember that?
There may be multiple hospitals with the same name. The symbol drawn next to the hospital name. There is something like a cloud drawn. Only after roughly remembering the shape did I back down.
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A fact that I didn’t notice because I was busy fighting while shooting guns.
The space in the area with the stairs had ‘changed’.
A space clearly different from a broadcasting station.
‘I’ as the border, a strange space behind me. In front of me are the neat stairs of the broadcasting station.
The car from before. The stairs this time.
Does this broadcasting station overlap with the ‘unknown location’?
Hint found on the stairs. A monster in the shape of a nurse and the words ‘Shinsegae Hospital’. The former only knew the appearance of a simple monster, and the latter must be a keyword that could be linked to the source of the curse.
Should I look for it? Should I search for the hospital name on the Internet?
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difficult. Now it is difficult to return home, and it is difficult to use the computer upstairs at the broadcasting station. First, let’s check from ‘Caution’ to the end.
I confirmed the third precaution.
3. Do not turn on the light when searching for items in the basement warehouse. Use a flashlight.
We headed to the final destination, the underground warehouse.
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The underground warehouse that I examined with a flashlight earlier was not much different from what you would normally imagine for a typical office-oriented building’s underground warehouse. It is filled with printer supplies, stacks of A4 paper, extra chairs and desks, etc.
So, what happens when you turn on the light?
I checked the status window in front of the warehouse.
[Sage Advice: 1]
If you turn around, you will be attacked.
As soon as you turn around, it tells you how to subdue the monster and the information you need to obtain.
There is only one left now.
‘How to use advice’ I realized earlier.
If I strongly desire ‘the information I want,’ wouldn’t they tell me something else?
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I don’t think it will work now.
Previously, at least I had ‘basic information’ that something unknown making a metallic sound behind my back was targeting me, but this time I had no idea what would happen if I turned on the light, so I don’t know what information I should ask for.
I made up my mind and grabbed the gun.
I turned on the light.
The space has changed.
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“Ugh. Ugh. Ugh….”
“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu will won! super emuuuuuuuuity!
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A very cruel scene unfolded.
If it were me when I first entered the hotel, wouldn’t I have just sat down and screamed?
Now, I feel more alert.
About 8 beds.
No, rather than a bed, I think the expression ‘torture table’ would be more accurate.
Eight people tied to a bed.
Shapes that look as if they were sculpted from the human body by a high-level artist.
Some people have their arms and legs glued together, some people have their heads glued to their stomachs, and some people have their tongues pulled out.
Incessant screams escaped from the two people’s mouths. The ‘mouth’ wasn’t necessarily on the face, though.
The reason the rest of the people can’t even scream is simply because their mouth and vocal cords are separated.
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It’s such an unrealistic sight.
How can humans live in ‘this form’?
People are not clay.
As I approached and looked. One of the men – or women – who were moaning turned their eyes towards me.
… The eyes were glued to my hand, but somehow they were directed towards me.
– Cook! I felt pain in my stomach.
“Who… who? It’s not… a… nurse…”
“I am a Bureau agent. If you can talk, can you tell me anything?”
“Please…please kill me….”
This is the second time today that I have asked you to kill me.
Looking at their horrible faces, I was willing to kill them without saying a word, but… .
How on earth should I die?
Even though his body was twisted like clay, he did not die. It seems like a supernatural force prevented their death, but how on earth can they die? Will you die if you blow your head off with a gun?
To begin with, my body was so ‘mixed up’ that I couldn’t even tell where my head was.
The ‘being’ talking to me was looking at me with eyes attached to a hand-like piece of flesh and talking through a mouth attached to its stomach. I think I’m really amazing at doing ‘conversation’ in situations like this.
Still, I made a promise.
“I will definitely kill you. Is there anything you can tell me?”
“…”
“Keuuuuuuuu!”
“Kaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahaa
Was the conversation we just had about scraping off the remaining reason left on the floor? After two or three seconds of conversation, he – or she – started moaning again.
I had no choice but to take a look for myself.
The body was so distorted that it was difficult to determine its gender, let alone its identity.
Even during this time, some traces of the clothes they were wearing remain.
This? uniform?
It’s clearly a school uniform. I saw the remains of familiar dress shirts and blouses.
These days, most people only wear street clothes, and even if they buy a ‘formal school uniform’ like this, they probably won’t wear it unless it’s a special occasion. Judging by the size of the clothes, it is a high school uniform.
If it’s a school uniform, there will definitely be a name tag.
I rummaged through my school uniform among the writhing pieces of meat and found my name tag.
It’s surprising, but I think you should never act like an agent once you leave the hotel.
No matter how you look at it, if you become an agent, you won’t be doing this for the rest of your life.
– Sigh! Violent pain in my stomach again.
Am I hurt somewhere? I held back because I was afraid that my heart would weaken if I even looked at the wound.
I barely found one.
“Lee Hyuk? Why is the third letter clumsily torn?”
“This is Hyukjin Lee.”
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His tone of voice was much more orderly than that of the student he spoke with earlier. It came from a different side than before.
When I raised my head, I saw the separate eyes and mouth of a human being, as expected, turned in my direction.
“Lee Hyuk-jin?”
“yes.”
“Can we continue talking?”
“He keeps waking up and falling asleep. I can do it for a while, bro. You need to leave quickly too. The nurse will be here soon.”
“Where are you? Who are you? What happened? Who did it? Tell me everything you know.”
“I don’t know. Sangmin suddenly turned into a monster and locked us here. After that, the ‘nurse’ came every day and made us like this.”
“Sangmin? Who is that?
“… Kim Sang-min. School-grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr”
It seemed like he was trying to say something, but he suddenly closed his mouth and started spewing out strange sounds. Did I fall asleep again?
These kids don’t even know where this is. However, I have a guess.
The ‘nurse’ I mentioned earlier. Basement stairs. The monster that appeared behind me and shot me looked like a nurse.
The name written on the nurse’s hat. ‘Shinsegae Hospital’.
Is that this place?
Why on earth is the connection from the broadcasting station to the hospital? It’s difficult to understand.
And these kids.
No matter how you look at it, the purpose is to cause endless pain while preventing death.
Only one student, who was said to ‘fall asleep’ periodically, managed to maintain his sanity, but the rest had long since become mere pieces of meat who had completely lost their senses.
–Quadang!
I felt an unbearable pain in my stomach, so I sat down.
What on earth? Have you ever had a stomach injury this bad?
Let’s calm down. Let me summarize what I got.
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It is not without results.
Shinsegae Hospital, insane people chained to their beds, high school students turned into monsters. Hyukjin Lee, Sangmin Kim.
At least I found a search term to search on the Internet in my ‘next attempt’.
Can we find out something more?
at that time. I started hearing sounds.
—Let’s go together! —Let’s go together! —Let’s go together!
Metal sounds were heard from all directions.
nurse. Several people are also approaching.
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That ‘nurse’ seems to be able to make people suffer endlessly by twisting them like clay without making them even able to die.
Let’s leave it at this.
Now I couldn’t bring myself to do anything more.
Lastly, I thought strongly, as if I was making a wish.
‘Is there anything else worth doing?’
The final piece of advice appeared.
[Roll up your shirt and check your abdomen]
I rolled up my jacket as I was told.
… Any lingering thoughts about what to do with my life anymore have completely disappeared.
Before I knew it, the flesh on my stomach had turned into random pieces.
The pain I felt earlier was due to that change.
…It’s such a terrible shape.
This hospital seems to be haunted by a curse that distorts people’s bodies.
—bang!
I feel my consciousness becoming blurred.
/You failed!/
…I think I figured out the most, but isn’t it too much to say that I failed?
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