Chapter 515

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Episode 515

『I will call this [Souvenir Shop].

The last corner of the aquarium and where there is an exit. I know there is a souvenir shop in this location, so I’ll call it that, but it looks far from the souvenir shop I remember.

There are monsters hiding everywhere in the souvenir shop. There are many monsters that are out in the open. There are small monsters that can be held in one hand, and there are monsters that are too large to be covered with both arms. It seems that all the monsters that inhabit this aquarium have been reduced to the size of dolls and displayed in the souvenir shop.

The souvenir shop is very dark. There is no limit to the number of people entering, but if you enter blindly, you will be killed by the monster hiding in the dark. A way to temporarily brighten the darkness is to feed the monsters with the flesh of living people.

Let’s remember. It is the flesh of a living person. It is the flesh of a living person. It is the flesh of a living person. Flesh from someone who is already dead has no effect. It has to be ripped out alive. Alive. Use a knife. It will be in the kitchen. Kitchen

How to get back to the kitchen.

1. Remove the lock from the door handle.

2. Open the door.

3. Get a knife from the kitchen.

4. Find a living person.

5. Go to room 5.

6. Tie it.

7. Cut.

8. Throw.

9. Get visibility.

10. Avoid the monsters

11. Run away

12. Let’s go home

13. I am

14.

15.

16.

Monsters become excited when a person dies in a souvenir shop. If someone accidentally dies inside a souvenir shop, it is best not to enter the souvenir shop immediately afterwards.

Throw in the flesh of a living person. The excitement will subside and the darkness will lift. Then go in and find your way. Monsters do not move from one place. They make the way. If even one person leaves the souvenir shop and re-enters, the route changes. The level of darkness also returns.

Find your way. Satisfy your monster. They don’t move. Don’t touch me. Don’t look. Pass by. Just pass by. Find the way and find the door. get out. get out. Go out, go out, go out.

....

What was it?

I was suffocating and

scared



-Survivor’s Record 3-

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Song In-myeong looked around the inside of the souvenir shop and opened his mouth.

“So...”

He continued after clearing his mind.

“Is it some kind of maze?”

“I think it’s similar.”

“It’s really lame until the end.”

Song In-myeong was disgusted.

“I was so emotional in the early morning that I asked my ex, ‘Are you sleeping?’ “I’m not a crazy person who sends text messages... If you ask me, this is the final hurdle, so why should I be so strict?”

Since the souvenir shop and the exit are almost one body, it would be safe to say that 99% of you have escaped if you have come this far. When I actually checked out the souvenir shop, it wasn’t as easy as I thought.

‘Monsters are standing or hiding here and there in the souvenir shop, making paths.’

Judging by Lee Jae-heon’s reaction when he cut off his own wrist and threw it, it seemed like there were monsters hiding out of sight.

The visible monsters were the walls of the maze, so the invisible monsters were the true traps of this maze.

That wasn’t the only problem.

‘It’s a path made by living monsters, so if those bastards move their bodies as they please, the maze will be reset as well. What should I do if the maze changes in the middle of the way?...’

Unless someone in the souvenir shop crossed the threshold, the maze’s monster walls would not have changed, but Song In-myeong, who could not find any corresponding data, told us. I could only vaguely guess the danger that would come to me. He was assuming several worst-case scenarios.

Lee Jae-heon asked Song In-myeong, who was standing in front of the souvenir shop door and running an escape simulation.

“It looks like you went through the entrance last time.”

“...huh?”

“You don’t have any information about the exit.”

“Ah... right. I’ve never even set foot in a souvenir shop. I just need to keep my body healthy anyway, so why take the risk of dying? “If you think about it that way, I think it would be much easier to run away through the entrance.”

Lee Jae-heon, who was smiling with a calm face, didn’t seem to have any regrets about what Song In-myeong had done in the previous episode. Inspired by that, Song In-myeong continued speaking.

“The reason we didn’t immediately think of jumping through the entrance was because there was a large biological slime chasing us. “It was too much of a disadvantage to deal with people like Park Da-hoon or kindergarten students who had baggage... But it’s different when I’m alone.”

“I guess that monster isn’t that fast.”

“Oh, it wasn’t that fast. “It was a little scary that the strides he took every time he moved were long, but the movement itself was slow and he had no senses other than sight... It wasn’t at a level that I couldn’t shake off if I just ignored it and ran like hell.”

“okay.”

“....”

Song In-myeong, who was about to add something, just shrugged his shoulders.

‘He really doesn’t say anything.’

The fact that Song In-myeong ran away alone means that all other survivors were left to die or killed. He probably didn’t know that, but Jaeheon Lee was just smiling.

The thin smile he was making was a little unfamiliar.

I can assure you that the ‘chicks’ involved were certainly not happy about this situation. Because the chicks that Lee Jae-heon now cherishes and loves have been replaced with people they don’t know at all.

“...Shall I go in first?”

When I spoke to overcome the awkwardness, Jaeheon Lee’s eyes widened.

“oh.”

“...oh?”

“That’s amazing.”

Then he stretched out his hand and placed it on Song In-myeong’s head.

“....”

...What are you putting on someone’s head?

“kind.”

“....”

“You can’t get hurt, right? Captain, you don’t have any healing abilities. “If it breaks, you’re the only one who suffers.”

“...Uh....”

“Good.”

Although the ‘uh’ was not an ‘uh’ meaning ‘understanding’, Lee Jae-heon just smiled and stroked Song In-myeong’s head. It was strangely like petting a dog, but there was nothing unpleasant about it.

It was confusing.

“...???”

What is this?

“Take care~”

Lee Jae-heon gently waved his hand and Song In-myeong entered the souvenir shop.

“....”

Standing blankly in the darkness of the souvenir shop, Song In-myeong blinked.

“...What is it really?”

It was shock, destruction and chaos itself.

At this age, when did serial killer Song In-myeong ever get patted on the head by someone in the first place? Song In-myeong felt his brilliant brain become numb due to the huge cognitive dissonance that came upon him.

‘Did you stroke it? my head? Lee Jae-heon...?’

Wow, every word was truly foreign.

“Wow, I’m getting goosebumps.”

Song In-myeong, who was struggling somewhere between feelings of rejection and pride, heard Lee Jae-heon’s voice.

“Is there a problem?”

“No, there is not. doesn’t exist. “I don’t have one... so please don’t ask nicely.”

“okay?”

“Uh oh....”

Song In-myeong found himself humbled in an instant. I was stunned by the completely unexpected situation.

‘Oh my god, people can get discouraged by something like this.’

It was truly amazing.

In the meantime, I thought, ‘If I were a chick, I wouldn’t have tried to send scouts like this,’ and I felt even more excited. After only being petted once, everything felt sad and miserable.

‘Let’s fucking calm down.’

I decided to slowly analyze this crazy situation later, and now was the time to overcome the crazy reality that was right in front of me.

Song In-myeong took a deep breath of his own accord.

Song In-myeong’s eyes became calmer and he saw a dark souvenir shop.

“...So the goal now....”

is to see if there are any benefits that can be received through the guidance of Lee Jae-heon, who has collected all the stamps.

“....”

“Do you see a counter where I can receive my prize?”

“Uh... I can see the sign. “There are monsters like employees.”

“Where exactly is it?”

“Right next to the exit.”

“Exit.”

Jaeheon Lee spoke in an ambiguous voice, unable to tell whether he was angry or laughing.

“It’s hard to make a living.”

“...I guess that’s been your habit since a long time ago?”

“yes?”

“No, nothing.”

Even if you say ‘since a long time ago’ to Lee Jae-heon, who doesn’t even know how old he is right now, it won’t make much sense. Song In-myeong, who was vaguely confused, looked at the road again.

‘I guess I wasn’t mistaken.’

I’m not sure because it’s hard to tell with the naked eye because of the monster wall, but I think I can see a sign that says ‘exit’ and ‘counter’ next to it at the far end of the wall. A longari employee wearing a fish doll mask, who seemed to be guarding the place, was watching Song In-myeong at the window.

‘No... is it a real fish, not a doll mask?’

It looked to be about 3 meters tall, much taller than the average adult male, but it was easy to see because it was taller than the monster wall restricting traffic. It had to be out of sight to avoid coming in.

“...Yeah, that’s right.”

Song In-myeong muttered softly and let out a deep sigh.

So it doesn’t mean you have to go over there to get a product or something.

(Continued in the next part)