The Calamity-Class Artifacts in Ghost Stories Are Obsessed with Me - Chapter 91

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Catastrophe-Class Relics in Urban Legends Obsess Over Him 91
At the word terrorism, Woo Ju was, surprisingly, not greatly alarmed.
He hadn’t known beforehand, but it felt far more plausible than some anomaly suddenly manifesting in the heart of the Surveillance Agency—that made infinitely more sense.
So Woo Ju asked calmly.
“When you say terrorism—something was brought in, then?”
“It’s not 100 percent certain yet, but a specific energy signature was detected at the time the stone statue appeared.”
Hwa Ryeon explained in detail what that energy was and the circumstances under which it was typically detected.
Woo Ju listened carefully, but understood most of it only in fragments.
Yet he grasped the essential point well enough.
“So someone deliberately lured the anomaly here, is that it?”
“Exactly.”
In the end, the crux of it all was that someone had committed an act of terrorism, wasn’t it?
Woo Ju turned to Hwa Ryeon with another question.
“You still don’t know who the perpetrator is?”
“That’s right.”
Hwa Ryeon frowned slightly and placed the divination pipe between her teeth.
“They were probably in the area when the act was committed, but we haven’t confirmed anyone. In the first place, they hid well enough to avoid detection.”
“True, that’s fair.”
Anyone capable enough to strike the Surveillance Agency wouldn’t be so careless.
Without real power, they wouldn’t have succeeded in dumping an anomaly into the heart of the Agency in the first place.
“Well, we’ll continue investigating for now. We’ll be strengthening the Agency’s defenses too, which is good at least.”
Hwa Ryeon muttered something about how she’d said they should reinforce security from the start, shaking her head.
“For now, get some rest.”
“Will do.”
After finishing the conversation, Hwa Ryeon rose from her seat first.
Woo Ju watched her leave while lying on the bed—because at the moment, he was a patient resting in the Medical Clinic.
He hadn’t suffered any major injuries, but given what he’d been through, they’d insisted he be checked for any possible aftereffects and had brought him to the clinic for examination.
Fortunately, after several tests, nothing serious was found.
His scraped knuckles were the only real damage.
The Medical Staff who’d examined him had remarked, tongue-in-cheek, that he possessed a constitution remarkably resistant to harm.
“Hmm.”
But regardless, he’d been told to rest in the clinic until the end of the workday, so he still had to stay put.
Woo Ju rolled around on the bed for a while, then pulled out his phone.
It was natural enough, but he hadn’t taken it out to check anything in particular.
He just browsed the internet, hunted for funny posts and videos, and checked social media, something he hadn’t done in a while.
“Ugh.”
Even after doing all that, barely an hour had passed.
‘Back in the day, I could lie around glued to my phone all day long.’
These days, with how busy he kept himself, lying around with nothing to do felt unbearably tedious.
Even on holidays, he mostly lounged at home, but somehow the feeling was different—it was home, after all.
“Getting bored, I’d imagine?”
Just then, the Medical Staff at the corner of the clinic spoke to him.
He was a doctor and also a shaman who’d undergone Divine Possession—three years ago, he’d been scouted by the Surveillance Agency and taken a position there.
“Not really… well, actually, yes.”
Woo Ju had started to say no, then changed his mind and answered honestly.
Anyone watching would have seen him twisting restlessly from sheer boredom.
The Medical Staff smiled at him and spoke.
“There’s nothing to worry about, and you should be fine in a bit, so feel free to get up and move around if you’d like.”
“Really?”
The moment Woo Ju heard that, he sat up with a start.
His joints had been starting to ache from lying down anyway.
Then he turned to the Medical Staff who’d spoken first and asked.
“You work here continuously, then?”
“That’s right. Two of us alternate shifts day by day.”
The Medical Staff nodded and smiled as he continued.
“To be honest, when I heard the news, I thought I’d be seeing you often, so it’s strange to meet you for the first time.”
Now that he mentioned it, that made sense.
He’d been to the clinic once before, but that time a different staff member had been on duty.
Well, it seemed the staff member was saying it was odd that he didn’t come as often as expected.
And fair enough, that was understandable.
Woo Ju wasn’t the type to hold back during operations—he always threw himself fully into the work.
If an ordinary person had carried out a mission with him, they probably would’ve ended up in intensive care instead of the clinic.
“It’s actually good that you don’t come in often!”
The Medical Staff laughed and said so, then placed his hand on his knee as he spoke.
“But lately, the company seems pretty busy.”
“That’s what I see too.”
Woo Ju nodded as he answered.
“Today I noticed there weren’t many people around either.”
“Last week was hectic. Operations are running in real time out in the provinces.”
So Woo Ju chatted pleasantly with the Medical Staff, and before long, time slipped away—until roughly thirty minutes remained before his shift ended and he could escape the clinic.
“I’m going to check on the medical supplies inventory real quick, so feel free to rest and head out whenever you’re ready? It might take a little while. The door will lock automatically when you leave.”
“Oh, yes, of course. That works fine for me.”
The conversation with the Medical Staff had been pleasant enough, but escaping the clinic felt far more urgent.
At Woo Ju’s response, the Medical Staff laughed and asked him to take good care of the clinic, then stepped outside.
With the Medical Staff gone, silence settled over the clinic once more.
‘Still, I’ll be clocking out soon.’
The quiet brought boredom creeping back, but knowing quitting time was near kept his spirits up.
‘Should I grab a coffee on the way home? Or maybe eat dinner first—that could work too.’
Woo Ju sat on the edge of the bed and began searching for nearby restaurants on his phone.
Then, exactly ten minutes before quitting time, a message came through.
—What’re you up to?
It was from a close friend.
They’d both been so busy lately that they’d barely seen each other, so getting a message out of the blue was a welcome surprise.
Woo Ju immediately texted back: Waiting for my shift to end.
Another message came right away.
—Drinks? Long time no see?
Woo Ju thought for a moment before replying.
—Okay, where should we meet?
—The usual spot, like always.
—Sounds good.
Woo Ju set a time right away and texted that he’d see his friend in a bit.
Time passed, and finally, quitting time arrived.
Whoosh.
Woo Ju stood up immediately, grabbed his bag that he’d prepared earlier, and stepped out of the clinic.
Click.
As he exited, the door locked automatically just as the Medical Staff had said it would.
Since Hwa Ryeon had told him he could leave directly without stopping by her office, Woo Ju headed straight to the elevator and rode it down to the first floor.
Then he hailed a taxi in front of the company building and headed to the meeting place.
The meeting spot was a meat restaurant where he and his friend used to gather often.
The prices were reasonable and the food was good, so it used to be somewhere they’d visit quite regularly.
‘It’s been a while since I’ve been here.’
But now that his place was farther away, his visits had naturally become less frequent—it had been several months since his last time here.
‘A lot has changed since I started working at the Inspection Bureau.’
From his living situation onward, it was harder to find what hadn’t changed than what had.
Not that he particularly resented any of it.
Even though the work was dangerous, he was well-paid and respected in a good working environment.
Whatever other job he might have taken probably wouldn’t have been nearly as satisfying.
It was more of a nostalgia for the past, you could say.
‘Though it’s not like it was all that long ago anyway.’
Woo Ju smiled faintly and walked into the meat restaurant.
Despite the early hour, there were quite a few people there already.
He’d found a decent spot toward the back and was deciding what to order when—
“Hey, long time no see?”
A familiar voice reached his ears.
He looked up to find his friend standing there.
“Oh, for once you’re not late?”
“For once? When have I ever been late?”
“You forgot you showed up an hour late last time?”
“That was because I genuinely couldn’t get a taxi that day! And you were forty minutes late last time yourself.”
“That was unavoidable—the water suddenly got cut off at home.”
“If the water shuts off, just throw on a hat and come on out!”
His friend settled into the seat across from him with characteristic banter.
His name was Park Ji Hoon.
They’d been close since way back, perfectly matched as friends.
“Anyway, let’s order the meat first. The usual, right?”
“Yeah. So what’ll you drink?”
“Same as always, obviously.”
It took them less than a minute to decide on their order.
They always ordered the same thing at this place anyway.
“We’ll have the pork belly and short ribs, two servings each!”
“Right away!”
Once they’d ordered and the drinks arrived, Woo Ju turned to Park Ji Hoon with a question.
“So, is the work bearable?”
Part of why they’d been meeting less lately was that Woo Ju had gotten busier, but the bigger reason was that Park Ji Hoon had recently gotten a job.
He’d started about a month earlier than Woo Ju, and they’d barely seen each other since.
“Don’t even get me started. Nothing but overtime and extra shifts, day in and day out. My body’s falling apart.”
Park Ji Hoon answered with an air of resignation.
“At least the people are decent, so I just push through. Really. How about you?”
When the question came back to him, Woo Ju paused for a moment before answering.
“We get our share of overtime and extra work too.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. When something comes up, sometimes I don’t even leave the office for days straight.”
The recent Busan assignment had been like that—once a case ignited, there was no rest until it was resolved.
“But at least when I pull those kinds of hours, they make sure I get my vacation time back.”
“Of course they should. If you grind people down like that and never let up, they’ll quit on you.”
Park Ji Hoon shook his head and poured more liquor into his glass.
“Come on, let’s have a drink.”
“The appetizers haven’t even come yet.”
“They’re right here—the pickled onions and kimchi.”
He gestured to the basic side dishes, and Woo Ju laughed quietly before pouring his own drink.
After that, the conversation drifted into easy small talk.
How work was going, what they wanted to do with the money they were making, how they should try to match their schedules and take a trip together sometime.
That sort of thing.
Meanwhile, the meat they’d ordered arrived and they grilled it, drank more, and before they knew it, hours had slipped away.
By the time they’d nearly finished their first order of meat,
“Two more servings of short ribs, please.”
Park Ji Hoon ordered, then turned back to Woo Ju with a question.
“By the way, do you still… see those kinds of things?”
At the question, Woo Ju paused mid-sip and set down his glass.
“Those kinds of things?”
“You know, like. Ghosts and stuff like that.”
Woo Ju finished the drink in his glass and then spoke.
“Well. Sometimes. Why?”
“It’s just…”
Park Ji Hoon hesitated, then let out a long, weary sigh.
“I’ve been getting sleep paralysis lately.”
“Sleep paralysis?”
“Yeah, and the thing is, for a while now when I wake up in the morning, I just can’t shake the exhaustion. At first I thought it was just because work was draining, you know?”
Park Ji Hoon’s expression darkened.
“But a few days ago I woke up in the middle of the night and there was something there. At first I thought I was just seeing things, but it kept getting clearer.”
“What was it?”
“Some woman was standing over me, smiling.”
There was a flicker of genuine fear across Park Ji Hoon’s face as he recounted it, as if he were reliving that moment.
“So that’s when I started reciting the Lord’s Prayer.”
“Just like that?”
“Yeah, I mean, in movies when stuff like that happens they usually have people reciting the Lord’s Prayer or the Heart Sutra, right? So I learned it once before and figured I’d give it a try.”
“What… I mean, so what happened then?”
“She just laughed louder. And she even started clapping her hands against her thighs.”

Woo Ju’s brows drew together at those words.
It’s true that religious symbols are effective against that kind of minor ghost.
His faith wasn’t particularly deep, so the effect was limited, but normally there should be some negative reaction at least.
But the fact that it showed no concern whatsoever and mocked him suggested the probability was high that this was something more than an ordinary minor ghost.
In the end, after much deliberation, Woo Ju made his decision.
“Let’s do the second round at your place.”
He would go see it himself.
Continued in the next episode ▶
Catastrophe-Class Relics from Urban Legends Obsess
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Lee Se-gye
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