The Calamity-Class Artifacts in Ghost Stories Are Obsessed with Me - Chapter 46

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Calamitous Artifacts from Urban Legends Cling On — Episode 46
Woo Ju first encountered the grotesquely misshapen monster after he’d smashed through about ten walls.
-Eeeeeeeee-!
-Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!
-Gruuuugh!
The creature looked like a jumbled amalgamation of human parts.
It was the kind of sight that would normally disgust anyone just to look at, but Woo Ju responded exactly as he always did.
-Crash-!
He simply swung the Steel Pipe at the thing as it rushed him.
The creature ricocheted backward faster than it had charged forward, then crumpled limply to the ground.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Woo Ju didn’t forget to approach and finish it off thoroughly.
It was only after he’d disposed of the creature cleanly that its name came to him.
‘Clump? Yeah, I’m pretty sure that was its name.’
He recalled the vague description—a monster that crept close and swallowed up victims, that sort of thing.
Though it didn’t much matter, really.
Woo Ju pressed on, leaving the pulverized Clump behind. He found several more along the way.
-Crash!
-Shrieeeek!
Each time, the Clump would charge at him, get hit, and collapse.
After this pattern repeated several times, the creature’s behavior began to shift.
Instead of charging when it saw Woo Ju, it turned and fled.
So Woo Ju had to chase after it with equal vigor.
He couldn’t let it escape—it might attack someone else.
While pursuing the ninth Clump,
“Huh?”
At last Woo Ju spotted the rest of his team.
“Baek Ho, you were here all along!”
The team member in question was Baek Ho, who wore a dazed expression.
Baek Ho blinked at the crushed Clump Woo Ju had left in his wake, then snapped back to awareness.
“Oh, yes. Did anything happen?”
“No. I was so busy chasing this thing, I didn’t even notice it vibrating.”
Woo Ju held up the Fragment he’d been carrying.
The Fragment trembled without stopping, and when Baek Ho picked it up, the vibration intensified.
“Makes sense, really. Give that here.”
“Yes.”
Woo Ju handed the Fragment to Baek Ho.
Baek Ho brought it close to the Fragment he already held in his other hand.
Click!
The Fragments fit together naturally and fell silent.
“The leader must still be far away. It didn’t vibrate like this before, did it?”
“No.”
Baek Ho nodded at Woo Ju’s response, then looked back at the Clump on the ground.
Or rather, what used to be a Clump.
“Well, it looks like we didn’t enter at a very shallow level.”
“A shallow level?”
“Right. In the Backrooms, the monsters that appear are usually called Entities, but these creatures only show up if you go deep enough.”
“I see. So the place where we entered must have been connected to somewhere much deeper.”
“That seems to be the case.”
Having said that much, Baek Ho looked up again.
“Let’s move on for now. We won’t be able to do anything until we reunite with the leader.”
“Understood.”
Woo Ju nodded and flicked the dust from the Steel Pipe.
“Since this is the direction I came from, should I just smash through the wall to the side?”
“Yes. Do that.”
The moment Baek Ho assented, Woo Ju swung the Steel Pipe at the wall.
-Crumble!
The thick wall crumbled and collapsed.
Dust rose and swirled as the wall fell, then settled.
Beyond the dust, the landscape that emerged was still the same.
Woo Ju spoke as he and Baek Ho climbed through the broken opening.
“It really is incredibly vast, isn’t it?”
“It is. We could probably walk in the same direction forever and still not reach the end. That’s the nature of these Urban Legends, after all.”
“Is there no way to completely resolve a place like this?”
Baek Ho paused at the question before answering.
“It’s difficult, unfortunately. I’d like to say we could just destroy it and be done with it, but…these kinds of Urban Legends don’t really have a solution to begin with.”
What was the defining characteristic of the Backrooms?
That identical spaces repeated endlessly.
A place like this couldn’t be resolved through simple physical destruction.
“That’s why we approach places like this with containment as the goal rather than elimination. We seal what we can seal. If that’s impossible, we strictly control all access points.”
Baek Ho continued in a measured tone.
“You know those restricted areas or no-entry zones you sometimes find in buildings? Many of them are places where the Inspection Bureau has taken measures.”
“Really?”
“Yes. Here, in the Backrooms—I mentioned that all the discovered access points are already sealed, didn’t I? The problem is we haven’t found them all yet.”
Woo Ju nodded.
As they conversed, the two continued walking.
Occasionally they encountered Clumps or other creatures, but none posed any real problem.
Woo Ju dealt with all of them before Baek Ho even had a chance to step in.
Or rather, Baek Ho never got the opportunity to help at all.
Baek Ho asked him a question.
“Are you getting tired?”
“Mmm. My arms are a bit numb, but I’m fine.”
“Ah…your arms…”
Normally, after doing this much, one’s arms wouldn’t just ache—they’d collapse from exhaustion.
Even as these thoughts crossed his mind, Baek Ho simply nodded.
Anyone ordinary wouldn’t be here in the Inspection Bureau in the first place. And he himself was hardly ordinary, was he?
Woo Ju was somewhat more…no, rather exceptionally remarkable, in fact.
How many more walls had they breached by that point?
At some moment, the low humming of the fluorescent lights that had filled the space suddenly cut out.
“Wait.”
Baek Ho caught it immediately and spoke up.
Woo Ju had already felt something amiss and stopped as well.
“The captain told us before—whenever anything changes, even slightly, investigate the surrounding area thoroughly.”
“Yes.”
Without needing to decide who would start, both began searching their surroundings.
Walls, floors, doors, and even the ceiling.
Though they’d grown tired of seeing this same scenery countless times, they examined every detail without overlooking anything.
Click.
In the midst of this search, they finally found something different.
“Here. The doorknob turns.”
One of the doors that had been part of the corridor’s scenery—its knob had turned.
It was natural enough, but Woo Ju had destroyed several doors before.
Yet the doors themselves were never particularly noteworthy. On the other side was just another identical corridor.
But if there was a door that actually opened—that changed things entirely.
“For now, just wait a moment.”
Baek Ho didn’t open the door immediately. Instead, he told Woo Ju to wait a while, and pulled a Fragment from his pocket.
“Just to be safe, let’s wait here for exactly thirty minutes.”
“Understood.”
Woo Ju understood the reasoning behind that instruction.
Going through the door might lead to an entirely different zone or even outside.
So before that, they should wait for Hwa Ryeon as long as possible.
If they took different paths, it would be difficult to find each other again.
Still, they couldn’t just stay here waiting indefinitely. There was always the possibility that Hwa Ryeon had already crossed into another zone by chance.
“Hmm.”
But even after thirty minutes passed, the Fragment didn’t move an inch.
Baek Ho returned the Fragment to his pocket and spoke.
“It looks like we’ll have to move on without her.”
“Shall we enter immediately?”
“Yes.”
Woo Ju picked up the Steel Pipe at Baek Ho’s word and grasped the doorknob.
What lay beyond, Woo Ju didn’t know—but he didn’t hesitate.
Creak—
The door swung open.
Whoooosh!
A powerful suction erupted from the open doorway, just as it had when they first entered the Backrooms.
Both of them were pulled inside at once.
“Ah.”
When they opened their eyes, they found themselves in a place entirely different from before.
“This looks like… some kind of old motel.”
Hearing Baek Ho’s words, Woo Ju glanced around and spoke.
“It seems we’ve moved to the next area.”
“Yeah.”
The first different location they’d discovered.
But they couldn’t take pure joy in it.
After a brief exploration, they found the same space repeating itself here as well.
Just as Woo Ju had said before—another level of the Backrooms, or another zone entirely. That was all.
“Well, we should keep exploring here too.”
“Understood.”
In any case, they had no choice but to keep moving if they wanted to rescue those people. And before that, finding Hwa Ryeon came first.
Because the means to find the others lay with her.
“Then, let’s go.”
“Yes.”
And so they moved on again.
* * *
Above, in the ceiling, a small hole glowed faintly with yellow eyes.
They rolled slowly, surveying the space below.
As though hiding from something.
But then—
Thud, thud—
Footsteps echoed from somewhere distant.
The thing hidden in the ceiling tensed, trembling and shrinking back.
Not long after, the source of the footsteps finally came into view.
A man carrying a Steel Pipe in one hand.
He seemed to pass by at first.
“Found you.”
Until he suddenly stopped and looked sharply up at the ceiling.
It panicked and tried to flee at once.
Crash!
But the Steel Pipe struck the ceiling first.
Shriek!
The ceiling crumbled, and the creature hiding above fell down with it.
“Where do you think you’re running?”
Woo Ju, the man with the Steel Pipe, smirked and struck it down.
Thud!
The creature collapsed without resistance from the single blow.
Woo Ju muttered, watching the creature fall in one hit.
“It’s endless. Just endless.”
A full day had passed wandering this place.
And in all that time, they’d made no real progress.
Just endless creatures appearing from nowhere, and beating them down.
So Woo Ju spoke to Baek Ho.
“I think it’s time we use the Necronomicon.”
At Woo Ju’s words, Baek Ho scratched the back of his neck and let out a heavy sigh.
“Yeah. Looks like we have to.”
It had been Baek Ho who’d stopped Woo Ju from using the Necronomicon.
Because despite its power, the Necronomicon was dangerous in itself.
But given their current situation, trying anything seemed better than the alternative.
They’d been wandering without any progress.
“Then I’ll take it out.”
The moment Baek Ho agreed, Woo Ju retrieved the Necronomicon from the depths of his bag.
The Necronomicon trembles as it emerges into the open air after so long—as if expressing joy itself.
But Baek Ho’s expression darkened with unease.
He had every reason to feel that way.
His instincts, far sharper than those of any ordinary human, made the ominous aura radiating from the Necronomicon all the more vivid and palpable.
Yet since he had already consented to this, he watched Woo Ju in silence.
Woo Ju then slowly lowered the Necronomicon to the floor and opened it.
Crackle.
As he turned back the book’s cover, the pages began to flip of their own accord.
The frenzied turning finally ceased somewhere around the middle of the tome.
Woo Ju examined the page, and understanding dawned immediately.
‘A summoning?’
This incantation drew upon the power of that black star nebula to call forth something into being.
Woo Ju narrowed his eyes, studying exactly what was being summoned.
The answer came quickly.
‘A familiar?’
A familiar.
So this spell had the effect of calling forth a being bound to the one who cast it.
As Woo Ju considered whether such a thing even existed, a figure came to mind.
‘Could it be?’
Reviewing the incantation again, Woo Ju reached a conclusion—his suspicion seemed correct.
Well, not one hundred percent certain, but!
The sorcery of the Necronomicon was rarely ever so explicit anyway.
“All right.”
With resolve settling across his face, Woo Ju began reciting the incantation slowly.
“Ia, Ia Rana, Hastur, Bele, Demet, Khar. Demur Dei Beratua.”
The lights illuminating the space suddenly trembled and began to flicker in unison.
But that was only the beginning.
The wallpaper swelled and bulged; the floor tiles undulated like the living skin of some creature.
The magical force erupting from the incantation was colliding with the Backrooms themselves.
Yet Woo Ju did not falter, pressing on through the spell.
Then, at a certain moment.
Crack.
A fissure tore open in the air itself, and something emerged from within.
It materialized wreathed in black smoke, its eyes blazing crimson.
The guardian hound of hell itself; the very symbol of terror.
“Woof!”
It was Happy, the three-headed hellhound.
Happy burst forth from the rift, tail wagging as he bounded toward Woo Ju.
Woo Ju laughed, reaching out to ruffle the creature’s head.
“Yes, yes! You’ve been guarding the place well?”
“Woof!”
Happy nodded enthusiastically, clearly overjoyed.
Woo Ju spoke to the eager hound.
“I have a feeling you’re going to need to find something for us.”
The Necronomicon would never have shown him this summoning spell for Happy without reason.
If its purpose was to search, then the answer must lie with Happy.
“Woof!”
Happy barked as if to say trust only him, then immediately set about sniffing the air.
Moments later, he bolted off in a single direction.
“Let’s go.”
“Right.”
The two followed Happy at a run.
Continued next chapter ▶
Calamitous artifacts from urban legends grow obsessed
Author
Lee Se-gye
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Kim Seok-hwan, Choi Se-ra
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Publication Date
May 26, 2026
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