Got Dropped into a Ghost Story, Still Gotta Work - Chapter 261

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Even If I Fall Into a Ghost Story, I Still Have to Go to Work Episode 261

Inside the train that departed from Segwang Station.

Thud-thud-thud-thud…

The sound of the car body running on the rails echoed, and the handles swayed with the vibration—a modern, everyday space.

Having jumped in just before the screen doors closed, we finally raised our heads and properly examined our surroundings.

“…”

The inside of the train was clean.

Like a lie.

And…

People were sitting in every seat.

“…”

Every typical subway seat extending to both sides was filled with ordinary-looking people wearing everyday clothes.

There wasn’t even a sign of contamination.

The peaceful atmosphere of people wearing earphones or looking at their smartphones was enough to momentarily make us think we had taken the train back to reality.

But.

Thud-thud-thud-thud…

This suffocating silence.

‘…They’re not reacting.’

When five or six masked people poured into the car, you’d expect at least a glance, but only quietness flowed.

Neither the people sitting in seats nor those standing and holding handles.

Everyone just remained still and expressionless.

As if they couldn’t see anything.

“…”

“…”

The companions exchanged glances and quietly stepped back.

‘To another car.’

Since we had jumped through the train door right in front of the stairs, there was a high probability that the car we were currently in was particularly crowded with passengers.

And in ghost stories, it’s wise not to accidentally encounter situations that would unnecessarily stir up trouble.

‘Let’s not bump into them.’

With the tacit agreement to go to a car with relatively fewer passengers, no one made any sudden moves as we moved to the next car.

Being extremely careful not to touch any passengers.

‘Phew.’

At the same time, I tried to identify any peculiarities inside the train.

Advertisement boards.

[Hmm. The color scheme is somewhat outdated, but it’s clean.]

That’s right.

‘It’s fine.’

Even though the designs weren’t completely recent advertisements, they were strangely untouched by the passage of time.

However, only the names and numbers were jumbled or missing, making it impossible to guess the year or actually find contact information…

As if they had been processed to be unrecognizable.

“…”

And on the opposite side of the advertisement board, above the door, there was a huge picture taking up an entire panel.

The illuminated image had no text, but its symbols and position made you guess what it was…

‘A subway route map?’

At that moment.

A faint vibration came from the smartphone in my pocket.

“…!”

My spine went cold for a moment at the realization that I hadn’t set it to silent, but none of the passengers reacted.

Breathing a sigh of relief internally, I immediately checked the smartphone page.

Newly registered page

(1) Segwang Subway

‘…!’

Segwang Subway

A public transportation system in Segwang Special City consisting of 7 stations. It’s a loop line that circles the major industrial and residential districts of Segwang Special City, and currently the outer loop is inoperable with only the inner loop in service.

When boarding this train, it seems you can return to the same external appearance as when entering Segwang Special City station platform on the day of disaster.

‘External appearance?’

I reflexively scanned the condition of my companions.

Manager Lee Ja-heon happened to be raising his hand to grab the door handle leading to the next car.

‘…! Wait a moment.’

I gestured for Manager Lee Ja-heon to hold up his hand for a moment.

And I saw it.

The gloves that had been torn and half-destroyed from grabbing all sorts of corpses and nooses were now cleanly restored to their original state.

Everyone confirmed this.

“…”

Only after moving to a car with relatively fewer passengers did our conversation about this topic finally begin.

Of course, speaking in extremely low voices.

After confirming that passengers didn’t react at all to coughing, footsteps, greetings, or conversations, we stood close together near a door with no passengers.

“Manager, it seems your gloves have returned to their original state.”

“Yes.”

It was typical of experienced people to also keep an eye on the emergency door opening device so they could rush out if necessary.

And true to their experience, they quickly caught on to this train’s gimmick.

“It seems like some kind of supernatural phenomenon occurs on this train where everything gets restored to its original state.”

“Yes.”

“Hmm, if we compare it to the kids’ games, you could see it as something like a recovery spot. But it feels too unsettling to consider it as such…”

Eun Ha-je stroked her chin with an expression like she was craving a cigarette.

And she was right.

‘There’s no way such a safe and comfortable place would be openly available in a location surrounded by extinction-level ghost stories.’

This train was clearly part of Segwang Special City, and we hadn’t escaped.

I looked at my smartphone…

“Grape. What have you been looking at so intently?”

“…!”

Was it too obvious?

Moreover, Bronze Agent immediately recognized the identity of the item attached to the back of my smartphone.

It would have been in a state where only the color was different from one of the equipment distributed to agents by the Disaster Management Bureau.

“…Memorial Grip Tok?”

“It’s similar, but a bit different.”

Is now the right timing?

I pondered for a moment, then decided to properly explain the related information.

‘I have to share exploration information anyway.’

It would be easier to have a source to cite. Since the screen isn’t visible anyway, there’s no chance of being discovered.

Of course, I can’t give an explanation like ‘It’s goods that came from a goods box. Surprised, aren’t you?’, so I’m speaking in a roundabout way.

“I obtained a damaged Memorial Grip Tok and had it repaired with the Elder’s help.”

“Our Elder?”

“Yes.”

It was actually more than half true.

And I’m saying that during the repair process, functions other than ‘reading information already acquired in the mind’ occasionally manifest….

“So when you attach the grip tok and enter supernatural phenomena, it sometimes provides a bit of information about that place?”

“That’s correct.”

I nodded.

Before suspicion or doubt could arise on the agents’ faces, I also added these words.

“…I think it might have been influenced by my state as a Security Team member.”

“….”

The atmosphere momentarily grew heavy, but Agent Choi smiled casually as if nothing had happened.

Whoosh, and he even whistled softly.

“Our Grape, your newly acquired ability is quite useful….”

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