A few days inside that eerie supermarket ghost story.
Days filled with ntal strain, severed limbs, cold sweat, tension, shock, and fear.
‘Ah.’
My arm hurt.
But it was fine.
Because I was out now.
From now on, I could relax…
It doesn’t seem like that to though?
……
What?
Still feels like that place, right?
I lifted my head.
Looked around.
The dimly lit, eerie second-floor food court of the supermarket.
I… was still standing there.
“……”
I’m still here?
Was escaping just a dream?
Was escape… impossible all along?
Had I misjudged everything?
Then why had I cut off my arm?
I…
– Oh dear, looks like you’re having a nightmare, Friend!
“…!!”
I jerked awake.
Sunlight stabbed into my eyes.
A clean, peaceful hospital room. Soft late-winter sunlight filtered through the window.
…This wasn’t the supermarket.
I gasped for breath.
It was peaceful.
‘…This is reality.’
Yeah.
After successfully escaping Looky Mart, I had been taken away in an ergency vehicle sent by the Supernatural Disaster Managent Bureau.
And then I lost consciousness…
“Ah, you’re awake.”
“…?!”
I turned my head—
And saw soone in a bureau agent uniform, casually sitting in a caregiver’s chair, peeling an apple.
……?
“Did you sleep well? Looked like you were having a nightmare.”
He had the neat appearance of a salaryman, but his neck bore a conspicuous scar.
A stranger.
Who…?
As our eyes t, he handed a slice of apple with a grin.
“Nice to et you, hoobae! Thanks to you, I got to experience entering Looky Mart… and leaving in just three minutes.”
“…!”
Ah.
“That’s right. The agent you summoned? That was .”
I had made that high schooler send a distress ssage to the Bureau, forcing Looky Mart to resu business.
‘So the person dispatched because of that was…’
This person.
“I heard the story. You ca up with that ‘reverse strategy’ to force the supermarket to open, huh? That’s exactly the kind of thinking we need in this job.”
“……”
“Co on, don’t look so shy.”
As I lowered my gaze, the man laughed, stood up, and held out a hand.
“Let introduce myself. Hmm, I don’t really like using my agent codena, but…”
Wait.
That line…
“Just call Agent Choi.”
“……”
Holy.
‘It’s him.’
/ Start of recording
Agent Choi : So, I’m on the third floor, and I’ve just found a door leading to the fourth floor.
The sole concrete exploration log I rembered regarding the fourth floor.
Agent Choi : Welco to Looky Mart!
A Supernatural Disaster Managent Bureau agent who had once explored the fourth floor and t a horrifying fate.
‘An early nad character…!’
Yes.
He was a nad character from before the wiki’s worldbuilding expanded to include the rule that agents of the Supernatural Disaster Managent Bureau were referred to by codenas.
Agent Choi.
He was one of the key figures who had been active back when the Dark Exploration Records only contained governnt investigation logs, without any data from other organizations.
‘…That neck scar.’
I knew how he got it. That was… from the Cold Storage ghost story.
I swallowed hard.
‘An agent who appeared frequently in the early exploration logs…’
Even though his ultimate fate had been a horrifying disappearance.
His tragic ending had caused quite a stir at the ti. People argued whether it was too cruel to kill off an early nad figure so brutally. But in the end, it was approved with people saying, ‘Isn’t that just in line with the spirit of a creepypasta universe like this?’
Yet now…
‘…Sothing changed, didn’t it?’
Because of what Go Yeongeun and I experienced, the fourth-floor stairwell would be repurposed.
‘A warning will probably be added to the official records.’
Which ant, the tiline had shifted.
Agent Choi might never open the fourth-floor door at all.
This ti, he had entered Looky Mart and left in just three minutes.
‘Holy shit.’
The fate of an early nad agent had changed.
A strange, indescribable feeling washed over as I looked at him.
Then, belatedly, I managed to respond.
“Yes, Agent Choi.”
“You can call Choi-sunbae, you know.”
He winked playfully. However, as he glanced at my severed right arm, his smile faltered slightly.
But he still kept his cheerful deanor.
“Don’t worry about your arm. We’ll take care of everything.”
“……”
“For now, just rest. No wait, hold on!”
Suddenly, he swung open the hospital room door and pushed soone inside.
…Agent Bronze.
He seed to have tidied up his appearance and was dressed in casual clothes instead of his agent uniform, but for so reason, his complexion didn’t look too good.
“……You’re awake. That’s a relief.”
“Yes.”
A strangely awkward atmosphere filled the room.
But Agent Choi, the sociable type that he was, clapped Agent Bronze on the back and casually offered another slice of peeled apple.
“Jaekwan— I an, Bronze imdiately threw you into Turtle-Snake Team 1, huh? That stiff guy skipping protocol to bring in a rookie? Goodness. I was wondering why, but yeah, you’ve got talent.”
Then, he held out his hand to .
“Welco to Turtle-Snake Team 1. You’re going to do aningful work here.”
“……”
“Co on, don’t you feel like calling sunbae already?”
Uh…
About that.
“No. I…”
I deliberately lowered my head, putting on a fearful, dejected expression.
“Please, I want to transfer to another team.”
“…?!”
…Sorry, but I planned this.
‘Escape route from the rescue team…!’
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