Rather than his usual sluggish motions, which had shown not even a drop of enthusiasm, the sergeant moved swiftly and precisely through the lab.
Even his eyes seed like soone else’s.
“Well, there are so unusual items here, so I hope you won’t overexert yourself.”
There was no reply.
He even tried to skim through the research journal I had once tossed away in exhaustion, but when a grotesque black shadow tried to leap out over him again, I freaked out and snatched it away.
“……”
“……”
Only after that whole inspection ended did the sergeant finally speak.
“…Um, this place… who told you about it? A company employee?”
“No, I happened to find a clue in another ghost story. When I looked into it, strangely enough, it didn’t seem to belong to Daydream Inc.”
“……”
“Even though it clearly looks like a prototype made with the sa technology.”
The sergeant affird this with silence.
“Do you have any idea what this place might be? Even if it’s just a suspicion or a partial guess.”
“…Hmm.”
The sergeant glanced around the lifeless, seemingly abandoned lab space, then opened his mouth with a peculiar expression.
“You know… have you heard of the company disposing of Darknesses?”
…!!
“No.”
But I actually had.
I’d directly witnessed how that plot device was updated several tis to beco more coherent.
But since it would be too odd for a rookie to know such things, it was better to hear it directly from the sergeant.
“What do you an by disposing of Darknesses?”
“I an… even if soone clears it, if Essence can’t be extracted from it anymore… they throw it out…”
“……”
“Because it’s no longer useful…”
That’s right.
Ghost stories that, from Daydream Inc.’s perspective, no longer yield any productivity.
When a Darkness loses its supernatural presence, Dream Essence can no longer be harvested from it.
In such cases, after the deletion procedure of its registration number, it’s discarded, although so are recycled through research or recharge processes.
Here, ‘loses its supernatural presence’ typically ans that too much exploration data has accumulated and the manual is overly complete.
‘They’ve fully mapped out the ghost story.’
The sense of the extraordinary and mysterious fades, and employees just handle it like routine, without tension.
Once all its chanisms are revealed and there’s no longer anything creepy or left to imagine, that ghost story becos reality.
Just a slightly dangerous reality.
No different from a high-risk industrial site.
Of course, since it was originally a ghost story, it might still retain so eerie traits that could act as an unnatural trigger.
Like that blood and filth-covered research journal the sergeant was now tapping with his fingers.
“This kind of thing too… It just feels like one of those discarded Darknesses…”
Hmm.
Then there’s a high chance this space itself was originally a ghost story.
If I piece it all together…
‘Daydream Inc. extracted pharmaceutical technology from this ghost story… and in the process of wringing it dry, the ghost story itself disappeared… is that it?’
In any case, the fact that this place had now beco relatively safe was good information.
“And this…”
The Security Sergeant picked up the card key placed in front of the Dream Incubator.
The ID I had found on the corpse of the deceased researcher.
Cheerful Researcher
■■■
“This says… ‘Cheerful’, right…?”
“That’s how I read it too.”
“Ah, I thought so.”
The sergeant fiddled with the card key and spoke slowly, gaze lowered.
“Then by any chance… do you know ‘Cheerful Research Institute’?”
“…!”
The mont I heard that specific na.
I realized.
Why the na ‘Cheerful’ had felt strangely familiar.
‘…Cheerful Research Institute!’ [1]
From the mysterious candle kit I had to the the park ghost story I previously investigated.
It was the origin of those ghost stories I’d repeatedly co across but dismissed as incidental worldbuilding tidbits.
A na that had shown up several tis even in the .
A ghost story maker.
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Cheerful Research Institute
A strange group that produces toy-thed ghost stories. Their size, personnel, and purpose are all unknown.
Products from the Cheerful Research Institute appear in various places, from ghost story shopping platforms like Delusion Ho Shopping, Space Shopping Mall, Today’s Catalogue, to old rural attics.
They’re often registered as Darknesses with Daydream Inc. The most famous example is that the park.
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“Um… There are ghost stories that produce other ghost stories… and the company kind of favors those…” the sergeant explained.
That Cheerful Research Institute is a na you can co across fairly often within Daydream Inc.
And then ca sothing new to .
“I heard about how the very first Darkness the company ever registered had the Cheerful Research Institute tag too.”
Huh?
“…Do you know what that Darkness was?”
“No idea. I only overheard the executives talking about it… that it had already been discarded……”
Holy shit.
“You… rember all that?”
The sergeant gazed at blankly.
“When it cos to the company, I rember everything… all of it.”
“……”
“Other things… I’ve forgotten a lot of this and that……”
“…Would you like to rember them again?”
The sergeant pressed down his cap.
“Not really… They weren’t all good mories.”
“……”
Maybe he only thinks that because he’s forgotten.
“I understand. Still, if the opportunity cos soday, wouldn’t it be nice to look for the good mories? Like a really tasty al or a fun place.”
“Mmh.”
The sergeant’s voice brightened slightly.
“That… might not be so bad.”
“Right?”
I nodded with a smile.
“Thank you for kindly explaining all this despite being dragged to such a strange place. I doubt there are many employees who know that the first ghost story Daydream Inc. registered had the Cheerful Research Institute tag…”
“You’re probably not supposed to know it in the first place…”
“……”
Ack.
The sergeant brought his index finger to his lips.
“So don’t spread it around… unless you want a visit from the Security Team…”
A chill ran down my spine.
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