Chapter 53: Theme Park (4)

I sat on the seat of the transport vehicle heading to the Research Institute, slowly swinging my legs back and forth.

Clank, clank.

The loud sound of chains clashing against each other.

Someone might have pointed it out, but those timid guys would never do that.

The transport vehicle stopped in the Research Institute parking lot, making a loud noise.

Around the transport vehicle were police officers with tense expressions and researchers who looked terrified of us.

After getting off the parking lot, I looked down at the police officer standing in the front and asked,

"So, where do we go?"

The police officer could only stammer without giving a proper answer.

Mocking laughter from the death row inmates leaked out from all around.

The police officers shouted for silence and led us to an isolation room inside the Research Institute.

The nameplate in front of the isolation room we arrived at said <Theme Park Invitation Doll>.

Inside the isolation room was a round-faced doll Object wobbling around.

It was a doll with a mocking grin that made you want to tear it apart.

Looking around, the expressions were clearly divided.

The once relaxed death row inmates had deathly pale faces when faced with the Object, while the researchers looked scared but couldn't hide their curiosity.

The death row inmates were lined up and tremblingly thrown into the isolation room one by one.

Idiots, complete idiots.

If you're going to do it, you should do it boldly.

How did only the cowards end up gathering here?T/his chapter is updated by nov(ê(l)biin.co/m

Especially that pig and anchovy, it's doubtful how they even lived until now.

As I stood in front of the isolation room, the suffocating handcuffs restraining me were removed.

Ah, finally I can live a little.

I rubbed my wrists and entered the isolation room, where the doll was grinning with its mouth wide open.

I received the letter the doll gave me and read the postcard.

It contained a long-winded content that wasn't even funny.

<Enjoy the greatest entertainment of your life at Smile Theme Park!>

After reading the postcard, my vision gradually started turning black.

From the contents of the postcard, it seems like if you ride the 9 types of murderous rides, you can escape.

Whether I escape or not, it will be a farewell to my dreary prison life.

***

About 21 minutes after the death row inmates arrived, they had all read the letter and disappeared.

The police officers who transported the inmates left, leaving only a minimal crew behind.

"Seo-ah unnie? That... that person left, right?"

Ever since seeing the huge death row inmate, Oh-Yerin had been cowering behind my back in fear.

Well, Director Sehee is about 15cm taller than me, so why did she have to hide behind my back too?

"Researcher Oh-Yerin. Since they've all disappeared, you can come out now."

"Phew! Didn't that woman look really scary? She had so many tattoos, and just looking at her, she gave off the vibe of someone who had killed several people!"

While Oh-Yerin was making a fuss, I noticed something strange.

The size of the 'Theme Park Invitation Doll' seems to have increased?

By about 5cm?

Moreover, the grinning expression of the doll with its mouth ripped open made me feel uneasy.

The doll was dancing around in the isolation room, laughing creepily through its torn mouth, "Kek-kek kek-kek."

It was suspicious.

Something was happening.

I called the researchers in charge and urged them to re-measure the doll's size.

Even with its limbs held by the researchers, the doll kept laughing non-stop.

Kek-kek kek-kek.

This had never happened before, it was a new reaction.

The measurement result showed a 5cm increase in height.

But the height increase did not stop at 5cm.

Even during the repeated measurements, it kept increasing its size by 1cm, 1cm.

Was it too hasty of a decision to involve death row inmates in the process?

***

When I opened my eyes, it was a completely unfamiliar place.

The overly decorated room made me feel like I wasn't invited.

Fancy paintings, a cabinet full of food, and an antique mirror.

Looking in the mirror in front of me, I saw myself as fat as a pig.

Seeing the mirror made me suddenly irritated, so I smashed it to pieces.

Coffee with a purple tag.

The course meal I wanted to eat after receiving the kid's ransom money.

I rummaged through my memory to organize the dishes I never got to eat.

Finally, I get to eat this now.

I picked up a fork and ate the salad as elegantly as possible.

"Ugh."

Suddenly I couldn't breathe.

Blood gushed from my mouth, pooling on the floor.

"Huh? What...what is this?"

I tried to get up holding the table but couldn't muster any strength and collapsed.

Dishes and food rained down on me.

I tried to scream but no voice came out.

***

The mannequin opened the door and entered the room.

"My, guest. You've made quite a mess of the room."

There was a mocking tone in the mannequin's voice.

"I thought you looked greedy like a pig from the start, but to take out so much food."

The man spitting out blood could only roll his eyes to glare at the mannequin, unable to move a finger.

But his mouth kept gaping.

'Save me. Save me. Save me.'

"All the food is covered in blood. I'll have to prepare them again."

The mannequin started transferring the foods the man took out onto a mobile tray.

As the mannequin pulled the tray to leave the room, it said,

"If you wanted to live, you should have listened to the explanation earlier."

The mannequin dropped a sheet of paper onto the man's face.

It was a paper with the room rules written on it.

<Smile Theme Park Room Rules>

<Welcome to Smile Theme Park!>

<Room usage is free of charge!>

<The prepared foods were made with the staff's dedication.>

<However, to leave the room, you must eat at least one type of food out of consideration for the staff's dedication.>

<The following rules are for free users.>

<Please read them carefully!>

<Delete one line from the following rules.>

<At least 6 out of the 7 colored foods are poisonous.>

<All red, orange, and yellow foods are poisonous.>

<All red, yellow, and blue foods are poisonous.>

<All orange, blue, and purple foods are poisonous.>

<All green, blue, and navy foods are poisonous.>

<All orange, green, and indigo foods are poisonous.>

The dying man's eyes diligently read the paper, but it was a meaningless act.

However, the man continued reading the paper until his last breath.

***

Reaper (MC) POV:

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Nom nom nom~

I am sitting on the bed, eating cheesecake.

Delicious.

As delicious as the famous bakery cake I ate in the isolation room.

Chocolate mousse cake, strawberry cream cake, pecan pie, apple pie.

It was like all the desserts in the world were gathered here.

Is this heaven?

Actually, there was one small complaint.

It would have been nice if each food tag had a different flavor!

With small expectations, I tried drinking the orange juice with the red tag, but it wasn't like a strawberry-flavored orange juice, so I was a bit disappointed.

As I rolled around on the bed, the instruction manual that the mannequin told me to read caught my eye.

Well, I can read it later, right?

Stretching out my arms and legs on the bed, I fully enjoyed my relaxing time.