Got Dropped into a Ghost Story, Still Gotta Work - Chapter 332

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Even If I Fall Into a Ghost Story, I Still Have to Go to Work Episode 332

 

The subway train came out to the outside.

 

Running on the maintenance tracks, passing through the narrow ascending route toward the high-speed railway… it had escaped to the ground level.

 

Sunlight pours in from outside the window.

 

However, far from warmth, a freezing tension and silence descended upon the engineer’s cabin.

 

Right now,

 

we had come out into the middle of an extinction-level disaster.

 

-Oh my god!

 

-Wh-what? What?!

 

Commotion began to break out behind the engineer’s cabin as well. The people riding in this train shelter had also noticed the abnormality.

 

Of course they would. If sunlight was pouring in from outside the door, it would seep through no matter how much newspaper was layered over it.

 

I staggered and got up.

 

The front window of the engineer’s seat.

 

“…”

 

I could see the blue sky.

 

But when I lowered my gaze below that… it was strange.

 

‘Ah.’

 

I could see the railway tracks.

 

However, all the surrounding scenery that should have been visible besides the tracks was distorted into bizarre shapes, like a burnt film being projected.

 

I felt like my stomach was turning. It was just bizarre, wasn’t it? But strangely, as if I had seen something that shouldn’t exist, an unbearable anxiety made my heart race and a creepy tension surged up.

 

And, and…

 

I could see the blue sky beside the tracks too.

 

“…Huh?”

 

Even though it was the train floor, I could see the sky.

 

‘What is this.’

 

What kind of structure is the outside in?

 

I reflexively looked again at the distorted surrounding scenery I had seen earlier, trying to understand the situation.

 

Right now that’s… what

 

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Something pushed me.

 

“Do not stare.”

 

I reflexively lifted my head. My body had been pushed down below the cockpit by Manager Lee Ja-heon, away from the window.

 

When I lift my head, I see only the blue sky and sunlight.

 

Only the brilliant sunlight appears in its undistorted, true form.

 

“Do not look outside.”

 

Manager Lee Ja-heon’s vertical pupils look at me.

 

“Leave it as invisible.”

 

“…Yes.”

 

I nodded, breathing heavily.

 

Screeeeech!

 

The sound of a train running on densely packed tracks can be heard.

 

I focus on the sound of running over rusted metal. So that the afterimage I just saw will fade away.

 

When I turned my head, the people filling the engine room were avoiding the windows with expressions that looked like they were breaking out in cold sweat, just like me.

 

I barely managed to open my mouth.

 

“…The train tracks appear to be floating in mid-air.”

 

“Why, why, is there a train in the sky….”

 

“…Maybe.”

 

I swallowed my saliva.

 

“I suspect that the terrain of Sekwang Special City, where the railway tracks used to be, has already ‘disappeared.'”

 

Go Young-eun’s face turns pale.

 

I tried to stay calm too.

 

‘Things I can do.’

 

First, first… I need to properly check the environment.

 

“Noru. This… it seems like some hardcore difficulty darkness, like ‘look outside the window and die’ kind of thing.”

 

“It seems safer inside here than I thought. The train hasn’t suddenly started melting or anything yet.”

 

Is this the agents’ arrangement?

 

But how is it that in the middle of this extinction-level disaster, the train is running so normally just by ‘not looking outside’… Ah.

 

“I think this train might still be classified as belonging to subway ghost stories.”

 

A subway train running on the tracks.

 

‘In the end, nothing has fundamentally changed.’

 

It was already connected to a separate urban legend about the subway. Thus, it seemed to be separated by one layer from the extinction-level disaster that dominated Sekwang Special City.

 

Just like the subway stations that were relatively safe and had survivors.

 

“Naturally, it seems that we who are on this train are also still determined to be within the subway ghost story…”

 

The agents must have racked their brains trying to come up with this loophole.

 

Go Young-eun nodded with a weary expression.

 

“In that case, maybe that’s why we can’t see clearly outside the window right now. The darkness outside and inside the train are different, so we can’t see well.”

 

“Good guess. Anyway, now that we’ve started running, all we can do is hope we arrive safely.”

 

I gathered the cockpit monitors together with Deputy Eunha.

 

Distance remaining: ■■■■■■■■□□

 

Remaining fuel: ■■■■■■■■■□

 

The real-time decreasing slots didn’t have proper numerical indicators, but they were incredibly intuitive.

 

“It feels like we’ve already covered 20%. At this rate, we might actually make it out of Seogwang Special City.”

 

But then, those two people….

 

But as if accepting what has already been decided, the two don’t breathe a word to anyone else.

 

As if they don’t want to cause a commotion when there’s nothing they can do about it.

 

“What do you think, Mr. Civil Servant?”

 

Deputy Eunha-je and the people’s gazes turn toward the bronze agent.

 

“…I can’t be certain, so I’ll look into it.”

 

The bronze agent continued to silently stare at the blackly burning talisman, speaking without taking his eyes off it.

 

“I’ll continue examining the talisman. It could be dangerous, so please everyone leave the engine room and wait outside.”

 

“…Mm. Yeah.”

 

Deputy Eun Gaje looked over the Bronze Agent with a strange expression, but soon patted Go Yeong-eun’s shoulder and moved on.

 

“I should go check on your aunt. I need to see how people are doing.”

 

“Ah… Oh! Yes.”

 

Mr. Go Young-eun came to his senses and immediately left the engineer’s office with clear, alert eyes.

 

And the moment Manager Lee Ja-heon stepped out the door.

 

I was about to leave… but I stopped in my tracks.

 

“Agent.”

 

The bronze agent keeps staring at the talisman.

 

“Right now, even though we haven’t added any fuel, it’s showing remaining fuel… and the train is running, isn’t it?”

 

“How do you think that’s possible?”

 

“Let’s find out now.”

 

“Then let me share my guess.”

 

I saw a talisman.

 

Unlike Segwang High School, the strokes somehow ominously bubbled up black and burned.

 

“Earlier. After the railway tracks changed, I read the text on the sign that appeared….”

 

Safety First During Maintenance

 

Two-Person Teams Mandatory for Workers

 

Two-person teams mandatory.

 

“Perhaps, like that, this engineer’s cabin also needed two agents. So the moment two agents stood near the talisman, in the control cabin, the talisman took effect.”

 

Why was that?

 

“Perhaps so that if one person died, the other could continue the role.”

 

What kind of role would that be?

 

“….”

 

“Agent.”

 

I said with a trembling voice.

 

“Could it be… this train is using the agents in the engineer’s cabin as fuel?”

 

A last resort method prepared for when Dokkaebi Fire couldn’t be found no matter how hard they searched.

 

But a method that could no longer be used now that only one person, the Chogae Agent, remained.

 

“Agent… you saw the talisman and had already guessed that far, hadn’t you?”

 

The agent wasn’t surprised at all.

 

They simply answered like this.

 

“I don’t know.”

 

“…!”

 

“But when strokes burn like this, it usually has a bad effect on the caster.”

 

“Then you should quickly get out….”

 

“Grape Agent.”

 

Bronze Agent quickly reached out and found a notebook beside the control cabin with calm movements.

 

And while copying the talisman’s strokes into that notebook, they said.

 

“If the train stops up here, everyone dies.”

 

“…!”

 

“And if one of the agents must remain in this car… naturally it should be the one who’s already dead.”

 

“There might be another way. If we look for it now….”

 

“Grape Agent. Taking care of the people who can live is the way for more people to survive.”

 

What are you saying?

 

“Then we can both stay in the engineer’s cabin….”

 

“No. You must definitely live.”

 

Bronze Agent said while checking the pattern of strokes they were copying.

 

“Grape Agent, you need to go out and deliver this reproduction to the Management Bureau.”

 

“….”

 

“That way… my work will have meaning.”

 

Bronze Agent looked up at me for the first time.

 

There was a faint smile on their face.

 

“This is a more rewarding end than I expected. At least it won’t be a meaningless death.”

 

No.

 

The Disaster Management Bureau didn’t blockade Segwang Special City in the way you think!

 

Someone higher up who planned this might not welcome these citizens coming out, so it might really become a meaningless death….

 

Those words rose to my throat, but situational judgment stopped me from saying them.

 

What meaning would it have in this situation to say that since they sacrificed all these train citizens, if caught after escaping, they might send them back so they can’t get out?

 

‘This is driving me crazy.’

 

“Get out. Quickly.”

 

“No….”

 

“Everyone! We have been chosen!”

 

…!

 

I turned my head.

 

I could see the Rabbit Doll cult marching into Car 1.

 

And at the very front, I could see someone walking triumphantly, holding the complete form of the Rabbit Doll.

 

The Train Conductor.

 

“Look! No, this train running out under the sunlight is all because I received permission from, uh, the Cotton-filled Body! Eh? It’s proof that I received a blessing!”

 

Warning signals rang out.

 

‘What is that bastard doing?’

 

“We are escaping!”

 

“Really?”

 

“My goodness!”

 

People’s cheers and questions, voices full of anxiety and expectation rose up and echoed through the car.

 

I saw that the Train Conductor’s eyes, which met mine, held a look of having finished some calculation and vile excitement, then he pointed at me.

 

“The person who was supposed to serve this Rabbit Doll! Threw it away and is hiding over there taking a break!”

 

This bastard.

 

I realized what this was about.

 

‘He knows I found the escape method.’

 

And since we’re escaping anyway, he’s attempting a public opinion war to solidify his position.

 

For instance, to kill me and silence me the moment we escape.

 

‘This….’

 

“But even such a person has been blessed thanks to this train. Rabbit Doll! Eh? This one has saved us. So….”

 

“Excuse me!”

 

At that moment, someone pushed through the crowd and came forward.

 

Go Young-eun.

 

She had shaken off the restraint of the Station Master, her paternal aunt, and stepped forward.

 

“Are you the representative?”

 

“You, you? Young-eun, where did you learn to talk like that, huh? Acting so impudent….”

 

“No, I’m just asking if you’re the representative.”

 

Go Young-eun calmly responded instead of backing down with a flushed face like when she had talked with the Train Conductor in the front car before.

 

“I guess you’re not. Seeing how angry you’re getting.”

 

“What?”

 

“Usually people get angry when they have something to hide.”

 

Go Young-eun said while looking around at the people.

 

I saw cold sweat beading on her forehead.

 

“Why are you taking the lead and even holding the doll when you’re not the representative in the first place? From what I heard, this person is the representative.”

 

And Go Young-eun pointed to the university student I had chosen from the crowd.

 

“No, I’m telling you I was chosen by the… Cotton-filled Body! I’m getting all these people to escape from here!”

 

“Is that so.”

 

Then Go Young-eun crossed her arms and said.

 

“Then the Rabbit Doll should bring divine punishment on me for arguing with you right now, but nothing’s happening.”

 

“That’s not the kind of being they are!”

 

“Then what kind of being are they?”

 

The Train Conductor was left speechless.

 

“You don’t actually know, do you? You’re just… since people were talking about the Cotton-filled Body, you’re just pretending you did it, aren’t you?”

 

“This is outrageous!”

 

“You’re quite violent. The Cotton-filled Body doesn’t look violent at all just from appearance.”

 

“…!”

 

The moment the Train Conductor hesitated at Go Young-eun’s words.

 

“Train Conductor.”

 

The ‘Rabbit Doll Cult Representative’ university student quickly stepped forward.

 

“You keep doing things that would look bad to the Cotton-filled Body.”

 

“No, no!”

 

“It seems the Rabbit Doll has opened a new path for all of us, but you were using it for personal gain again.”

 

The University Student clicks his tongue.

 

“Someone who has never met Cotton-filled Body in their dreams couldn’t suddenly move the train.”

 

Then he looks at the Train Conductor with pity, turns his head sharply and says.

 

“This is an opportunity Cotton-filled Body has given to all of us!”

 

“That’s right!”

 

“According to the Station Master, Cotton-filled Body told him not to look outside the window last night. We must meditate and sleep until this train arrives at the place the Rabbit Doll has guided us to!”

 

Then, leaving the Train Conductor behind, people began rushing out of Car 1. They were clearly planning to gather in the central area and actually meditate.

 

The Station Master and Young-eun followed behind them.

 

The Train Conductor, who had been watching this scene in a daze, turned red and blue in the face, then tried to follow after them as if to grab Young-eun by the hair.

 

“This…,”

 

Thud.

 

I punched the Train Conductor.

 

And roughly threw him in front of the engineer’s room.

 

‘Crazy bastard.’

 

The Train Conductor collapsed unconscious in the corner.

 

I safely followed the crowd and watched Young-eun trying to calm people down again with various words, letting out a sigh of relief.

 

‘…I’m so grateful.’

 

And it was truly amazing.

 

‘I need to think of some method too.’

 

I was the only one who properly knew that if those two left here, they might end up dead.

 

‘I need to find a way.’

 

I was retracting my hand that I had extended to drag the Train Conductor away, continuing to think…

 

…

 

The tattoo on my wrist.

 

‘…Inventory!’

 

Wait a minute.

 

“Deputy Manager!”

 

“Huh?”

 

I ran to Deputy Manager Eun Ha-je, who had been watching the situation without following the crowd.

 

“Deputy Manager, when I was in the Hungry Hangman darkness…”

 

“Right. Living after that was almost a bonus. Thank…”

 

“No!!”

 

I ended up shouting almost like I was scolding her.

 

Deputy Manager Eun Ha-je also raised her eyebrows in surprise.

 

“I’m talking about the method I used to bring out Badger Supervisor!”

 

“…!”

 

“I’m going to try using that on both of you.”

 

Put them in the tattoo!

 

Put both of them in the tattoo… wait, if I put them in the tattoo and I leave, would that be judged as ‘leaving’?

 

No, couldn’t I go back to Segwang Special City and open it to take them out? Inside my tattoo is another ghost story, so, no, then it would be checked as ‘outside’ like the Brown Talk Show…

 

‘No!’

 

Since there’s a popup store in Segwang Subway, it might be judged differently…!

 

“I don’t know how it will turn out, but we can at least try once.”

 

“…”

 

Deputy Manager Eun Ha-je, who had been making eye contact with me, chuckled.

 

“Hey. Right. If we can live, we have to try everything.”

 

“…!”

 

“Let’s do it.”

 

“Yes.”

 

I immediately tried to grab Deputy Manager Eun Ha-je and stuff her into my wrist, but was stopped for a moment.

 

The Deputy Manager gestured toward the Bronze Agent in the engineer’s room.

 

“Are you going to put that guy in too?”

 

“…”

 

I nodded.

 

“When the work is finished, target him when he lets his guard down.”

 

“…! Thank you.”

 

“Alright.”

 

I put Deputy Manager Eun Ha-je into the tattoo right there.

 

The feeling was strange, and I had an odd feeling that I might be making the wrong decision, but I endured it.

 

‘I can do this.’

 

I can do this. The space inside… I can squeeze them in. That’ll work! I took almost everything I had brought out of the tattoo. Mainly food and bulky items.

 

Then I returned to the engineer’s seat.

 

“Please leave.”

 

“…”

 

I deliberately did as he said.

 

Instead of paying attention to the commotion outside, the Bronze Agent sat quietly in his seat, steadfastly copying the talisman’s pattern.

 

As if that was his given calling.

 

Remaining distance: ■■■■□□□□□□

 

Remaining fuel: ■■■■■■□□□□

 

The distance and fuel decrease.

 

The strokes are being completed.

 

I watched anxiously.

 

Hurry, hurry…

 

“…It’s done.”

 

It’s done.

 

The Bronze Agent raised his head, looked at me standing outside the engineer’s seat, nodded and smiled.

 

I smiled back.

 

“Please take this.”

 

I looked at the Bronze Agent offering me the paper, and while still smiling, I reached out my hand…

 

And grabbed his arm to pull him.

 

“…!”

 

I entered the engineer’s seat and pushed him.

 

The moment the startled Bronze Agent lost his balance and staggered, I stuffed him into the tattoo as well.

 

It was almost like a physical fight. But since he didn’t expect a first strike, I succeeded in getting the Bronze Agent’s arm into the tattoo first, and was able to stuff the rest in too.

 

My grip was numb, and I probably scratched the Bronze Agent’s arm or shoulder quite a bit…

 

‘But it worked.’

 

“Huff.”

 

I collapsed.

 

I leaned against the side door of the engineer’s seat and exhaled. My head felt like it was burning with tension, but anyway, I had done my best…

 

‘It’s okay.’

 

For now, for now… let’s think about what to do once this train safely runs and gets out. Once we escape, a method will emerge.

 

Remaining distance: ■■■□□□□□□□

 

Remaining fuel: ■■■■■□□□□□

 

‘We’re almost there already.’

 

And the fuel was fine too. If I stayed here, we would probably arrive before dying.

 

‘The idea of consuming agents was just speculation anyway.’

 

It’ll be fine. I sighed and leaned back again, lowering my tension slightly…

 

Click.

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