The security team members raised their eyes.
Pantry in the dark.
I saw them emerge from the moving equipment under the shadows and made eye contact with the salesman who was lying on the ground holding his breath.
” Children …no.”
A person wearing an animal mask drawn by a child, a badger, calms his own self-pollution by stimulating it.
Soon a flat, businesslike voice comes out.
“An employee of Sales Team 4.”
“Yes, yes….”
“Your identity has been confirmed. We will now begin processing your payment.” The salesperson swallowed.
Covered in black special clothing from head to toe, with their faces covered and wearing various strange equipment, they were like a ghost story in themselves.
Even though they are supernatural beings with a mission that is obviously special to anyone, they are momentarily relieved.
Of course, the next moment, fear came over me again at this incomprehensible situation. “Hey, what should I do….”
As the salesperson rolled his eyes and tried to figure out the situation, something caught his eye.
The security team member who came out next was holding a black mobile cage in his hand.
An iron cage that appears to be used for capturing animals.
…wait for a sec.
“Sir, you’re not going to put me in there and make me go out….”
“No. That can’t be.”
The raccoon gently stroked the cage.
It was a moment of relief for the sales staff.
“There’s already someone there.”
“…yes?”
“Don’t think too deeply.”
Osori smiled bitterly to herself as she watched the salesperson who seemed to have lost his mind in a situation that she could not understand at all.
and….
“It’s narrow….”
J3, who was holding the carrier with one hand, wasn’t very interested in the situation itself.
Of course, it had been a long time since he had gone out to ‘work’ wearing something other than a security guard uniform.
Although the place they were in was too small to call it ‘coming out’.
Meanwhile, the raccoon, as a security team member, showed an unbelievable kindness and notified them in a businesslike manner.
“I have confirmed all the information you have submitted. Then, I will begin now….”
“Who is it?”
“who is this?”
“…!”
Tata, tata, tata.
A sound like raindrops falling at the door is gnawing at my nerves.
The nails are hitting each other.
Ten fingertips scratch the door.
“Who else is there?”
“There’s more.”
Whispering as if panting.
The sound is so close, because….
Because I was whispering with my head against the crack of the door.
“It’s too late.”
“It’s too late.”
The couple is looking inside.
Inside the door they locked.
The salesperson froze, feeling cold from head to toe.
however….
“Is it a person?”
“well….”
The surprisingly calm conversation of the ‘security team’ could be heard right next to me. “In the past… maybe it was like that?”
J3 tried to adjust the hat on his security uniform out of habit, but realized it wasn’t there and adjusted his mask instead.
Something like the eyes of a faded beast appear above it.
And then he carefully placed the carrier he was holding on the pantry floor.
Right next to the salesperson.
“Excuse me… Can you wait here…?”
“yes yes?”
But those words weren’t directed at the sales staff.
“are you okay…?”
…talk.
The iron bars of the black cage rattle gently.
As if the animal inside it was responding.
“I’ll be here soon. Just wait…”
Talk.
The response came back again.
J3 lightly touched the moving cage and then got up.
“Hey… if you don’t want to get hurt… stay here, next to me….”
This was a true statement directed at the sales staff.
“Never… treat me carelessly.”
“….”
The salesperson swallowed and nodded, then sat down next to the black carrier.
Because I realized that this was some kind of defensive measure.
1 I felt a strange coldness in the moving room. “Then let’s begin.”
With the salesperson out, two security guards stood in front of the pantry’s door and forced it open.
“…!!”
Their bodies obscured the outside, but the sound of the rain was heard getting stronger. The sales staff shrank down as much as possible. The sight of the security team members going outside passed by… .
The door closes and the sound of the rain subsides.
thud.
… … .
Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle.
A loud noise of something being torn began to ring out.
The salesperson unconsciously held on to the carrier tightly, so as not to imagine what was happening outside.
The cold takes hold of my mind.
Inside the mobile home, something like strange smoke seemed to be billowing out… .
After what felt like an incredibly long moment.
thud.
“…!”
The loud noise died down and the sound of the rain stopped.
The door opened.
And then I saw two security team members standing there, checking their equipment, seemingly unconcerned… .
“Subjugation complete.”
“…!”
I’m fine.
A glimmer of hope rises in the heart of the salesperson whose legs are about to give out.
So can I go out now? The employee stood up and looked out the door.
And then you realize what ‘subdue’ means.
“Ah.”
I held back a scream.
The hallway was wet and clammy.
The wet wallpaper and floor are covered in splattered bodily fluids, almost like blood, creating dark, sloppy reflections.
And the wall right across from it.
There was a strange body of a couple with all their limbs twisted and fixed in place.
“…!”
The two people, whose joints were bent and twisted in a strange, weasel-like manner, as if to mercilessly break, crush, and thoroughly prevent all possible movements, were secured at each joint with something like colorful pressure plates.
Overwhelming pressure and violence.
And, not to be outdone, children’s school supplies.
Their faces, hung as if on display in a dark hallway, had bodily fluids oozing from every orifice… .
Like a dead boss.
More inhumanely than that.
“….”
“Ah… that’s right. It was collection work.”
collection?
“Starting with information gathering?”
“huh….”
A thin, slow-moving security guard, who didn’t fit into the frame, approached the ‘ex-couple’ he had smashed and pinned down… .
And then he pulled out the pin stuck in his mouth.
“…!”
“There is…. here… a little kid…?”
One of the things he said to his pager.
The salesperson’s heart cooled down.
What’s even more terrifying is that the couple’s mouths opened and they started answering. “S, please save me. Please save me…. Heuk,” “To the question… please answer first.”
suddenly.
Tears flow from the couple’s eyes.
“…!”
“That kid, that kid is in the bathroom.”
“Poor kid. Please help him….”
“You guys are already trapped. It’s too late… Please help me….”
“….”
The security team member called ‘Team Leader’ was staring blankly at them.
“What’s upstairs?”
“There’s something evil here. Don’t go. No, run away from here quickly.” “Maybe I can still escape. Get out somehow….”
“hmm….”
As if pondering the matter, the security team member raised his hand toward them.
And the next moment.
“…it’s okay.”
… crack.
With a sound so clear that it was almost blatant, the couple’s necks snapped.
A thin security guard grabbed her by the neck with one hand and turned her upside down with an unusual amount of force, breaking her bones.
As if nothing happened.
… … .
Did you kill him?
“Oh, you checked everything you needed.”
“huh.”
“Okay. … Caller, it’ll be okay now. Just give me what you have in your hand.”
My hands are shaking.
Something is wrong.
That’s not something a human would do… .
“Call staff?”
The salesperson forcibly turned his head and lowered his gaze with his hand.
There was a sketchbook paper there.
New writing on it.
scared
really.
Monster thing
Suddenly.
The salesperson turned his head.
The place right next to the pantry.
The answer that the paper kindly told us from the beginning.
1 the place the dead couple also mentioned.
Bathroom Bathtub
restroom.
The salesperson ran… .
“It won’t work.”
“…!!”
The head was caught.
The salesman gasped as he looked up at the grotesque, massive figure clutching his face, obscuring his vision.
The forelimbs of a beast with countless claws.
“Stay still….”
The salesperson blinked. The fear of death was freezing… .
Die.
” Teacher, relax your hands! Follow the rules your fellow teachers tell you. That’s how you become a perfect teacher! ”
The strength left my hands. The sketchbook paper fell out.
no.
“Read it…?”
“No. If I read it, it will be contaminated, so later….”
The salesperson rolled his eyes, the only thing that could move. Let’s run. There was nowhere to run, the front door, the living room, upstairs, a window… .
‘ah.’
okay.
Just escape through the window!
Why didn’t I think of this, right? If you’re going to die trying to go out the front door, just go to the window. You have to run, you have to run… right now!
The employee struggled and crawled to the window. All attempts to kick or claw at the beast’s paw failed, but he could not give up… .
“If you go there… you’ll die.”
… … .
uh?
“Stay still….”
“Die, die, why….”
“Hmm. Because we’re getting closer to the cause…?” cause?
The employee turned his head.
“You will remember it since the caller said it himself.” what?
“You said so when you reported it. … That this house was sometimes strange.” “….”
The employee stopped walking.
And then he remembered one of the things he had shouted into his pager, his beeper, begging for help.
What I heard from my boss.
“rain….”
-I mean, on a rainy day, that house just doesn’t feel right.
The salesperson looked out the window.
Outside, the rain is falling steadily… .
… … .
“Rainy days… well….”
A slow, unmotivated voice pierces my ears.
“If you leave a wet black umbrella open inside the house, something will come in… If you leave wet shoes upside down, ghosts will wear them….”
“Sir, really?”
“no….”
The security guard looked at the raccoon with his reflection-free eyes and continued speaking slowly.
“Most of them are just… rumors….”
“ah.”
“But… sometimes… they say it happens because of rumors like that….”
Darkness.
The word that the security chief did not add was read by an employee who was once the head of the field investigation team.
The security chief’s explanation was not over.
“And… there’s that story too…”
“….”
“It’s raining, and I’m using an umbrella, and I hear an unknown whisper from beyond… If you hear a voice talking to me… Don’t answer….”
… … .
“Because I’m not human….”
The salesperson met the security chief’s eyes.
“Hey, didn’t someone keep talking to you…?”
That moment.
“This manager?”
The sales staff froze.
“Hey, Chief, are you there?”
A familiar voice is heard from the front door.
Knock knock.
There was a knock on the door.
“Hey, Chief. Open the door. What the hell is going on?” as soon as….
“Why aren’t you coming out?”
It was the voice of the dead boss.
Knock knock knock.
The body of my boss, with his neck broken and lying in the hallway, has now disappeared.
Instead, the only thing that can be heard beyond the sound of the rain is someone knocking on the front door… .
With the boss’s voice.
“Open this. You have to come out too.”
All the strength left the salesperson’s body.
The security guard released the hold he had on his head. With a thud, the salesperson fell to the floor with a confused expression.
‘and….’
The raccoon who was watching this scene was secretly amazed.
Because I realized the dark investigative knowledge hidden behind the security chief’s unenthusiastic tone.
It’s like what Group D’s witty youngest rookie would have been like if he had worked a few more years on the field investigation team… .
1 No. It was a meaningless thought since they were both already part of the security team. The raccoon swallowed his thoughts, almost thinking rudely.
Meanwhile, the sound grew louder.
“People! There’s someone. Are you okay?”
“Oh my, this old man fell down… Can you help him?”
“…Wait a minute, the old lady in this house passed away a few years ago…, Don’t listen. Something’s wrong!
Upstairs, in the living room, beyond the kitchen door. There were sounds coming from everywhere. It was as if everyone in the house had just come to their senses from the blackout.
It’s getting closer.
With the sound of rain.
“Where are you?”
“…! Don’t answer the sound coming from upstairs. There’s no one there right now…!”
“Watch out. There seems to be something strange here….”
The sound of footsteps.
and.
“Ah, the door is open.”
… … .
“I’ll go now. Where are you?”
Even the dead boss.
“…Ugh.”
What is it? What is correct?
Who among them is the monster?
The salesperson tried to review what he had heard to try to discern something, but was caught by the raccoon.
“evil!”
“Calm down. Are you okay… Captain?”
In a situation where his heart should have been racing with fear, the security guard calmly bent his knees and rested his head on the mobile cage.
Talk to the person inside the cage.
“What… do you think? Do you think it’s right…?”
Talk.
“Hmm. Then… should I do it…?”
Knock knock.
“…still.”
Knock knock.
“….”
The security guard fiddled with his mask and reluctantly stepped aside.
Knocking once is positive, knocking twice is negative.
Seeing that promised expression, the raccoon smiled bitterly again behind his covered face.
It really hasn’t changed.
“…Then I will open it.”
The raccoon approached the cage and unlocked it.
Clank.
The iron bars fell down and the cage door opened… .
Smoke settles on the floor.
And then, out of the empty darkness of the cage, a complete leg emerged.
“…!”
Black legs wearing black walkers.
I knew it was wearing the same uniform as the other security teams, but it was a strange horned creature that emerged from the mobile unit with a puff of black smoke, as if walking out of the room.
A tall man who was hard to believe had been crammed into a moving cage.
“Uh, uh uh uh….”
I come face to face with a salesperson whose mouth was trembling and whose yellow eyes were wide open.
Advice: Do not stare
1 Bow your head
2 Close your eyes
The employee quickly lowered his gaze.
The instinct above panic.
‘You shouldn’t keep looking at it.’
Cold sweat soaks the back of my neck.
But the letters made of smoke continue to follow.
Advice: Do not stare
1 Bow your head ⋁ : Correct answer
2 Close your eyes
As if praising.
and.
From all directions, a tearing sound, similar to what we heard earlier, begins to resonate.
Jeeeeeeek!
The sound of mucus bursting, the sound of crying… .
The security teams are ‘subduing’ the approaching ones.
“How are you differentiating between them…?”
People and monsters.
Or… .
‘You don’t differentiate?’
The salesperson crouched down. His heart was pounding so hard he thought it would burst out.
He thought he was going to die… .
At that moment, the letters in the smoke change.
As if reacting to one’s own monologue.
Choose the dangerous one from the following.
1 Couple
2 Sketchbook paper
You want me to differentiate?
The employee opened his mouth reflexively.
“Boy, boy!”
Look at these crazy talking ghosts or whatever coming towards you right now. That couple was definitely ghosts too. Definitely!
1 Couple ⋁ : Correct answer
also.
Oh, was it by any chance that speaking in a human voice was dangerous? Was it something like that?
‘Father, the couple was dangerous, so don’t be afraid of us who are subduing them… .’
Is that what you want to say?
If so, that makes sense. The salesperson regained some sense and composure at this realistic logic and thought about what he had to do.
‘I guess I was trying to calm her down when she panicked.’
Anyway, these people are beings who can have rational conversations.
If it is true that this ‘security team’ came to rescue him, then it would be right to talk more specifically about the other being that might be trapped in this house… the ‘little one’. It has already been mentioned, so it can be done.
About the words on the paper that gave me advice.
The employee swallowed the saliva in his dry mouth and opened his mouth.
“That, sketchbook paper….”
That moment.
1 Sketchbook paper ⋁ : Correct answer
“….”
uh?
But when I looked again, nothing had changed.
Choose the dangerous one from the following.
1 Couple ⋁ : Correct answer
2 Sketchbook paper ⋁ : Correct answer
So, what this means is… .
“dangerous….”
Both are dangerous.
“…why?”
Same thing
The salesperson’s mouth opened without him realizing it as he absentmindedly pondered the meaning.
“Then what was I supposed to believe? That, that is… what I was supposed to believe,”
doesn’t exist.
“….”
Rainy day
In a strange language
Don’t react rashly
ah.
Advice: Do not stareend
The salesperson looked up.
But the black man was already gone.
“….”
Only a wisp of black smoke he left behind was communicating with him.
To divert the child’s attention, as if to get his attention before giving him an injection.
To cut down on impulsive behavior.
“….”
Now the ripping sound was over, and the surrounding area was filled with bodies ‘secured’ like couples by the security team.
The only consolation was that it was dark and I couldn’t see properly.
And… black smoke.
The salesperson blankly watched as the black smoke that had been talking to him disappeared as if it was being sucked away… .
The smoke was flowing down the hallway to an area next to the pantry where they were locked up… .
Now the only noise comes from there.
restroom.
A chain of terrible screams were bursting out from within.
* * *
I looked at the bathtub in front of me.
It is filled with echoing rainwater.
A transparent, deep pool that responds to this word and sucks in and swallows the victims it attracts.
The letters come to mind as if scratching at my mind… .
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[Rain echo]
1 The power of the nameless sect that modernizes the superstition that whispers heard on rainy days are the calling of ghosts . The sect it belongs to is the Mimic.
It targets victims who approach the rain pit on rainy days, and in the process, it impersonates the appearance and voice of previous victims and bewitches them.
It is also used in a creepy, broad sense to mean ‘ talking ‘ in various forms such as letters, notes, or pictures.
It follows the format of an either-or horror story that puts you in a situation where you have to agonize over whose words you should believe, but in reality, no matter what you choose , it all comes down to a mess, making a mockery of the scapegoat.
A twist that exploits the human psychology that if you choose the right person, you will be able to survive.
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however….
This ghost story has been removed as not meeting the Wikipedia listing criteria due to the following reasons :
1 Lack of connection with the affiliated organization (nameless sect).
2 Confirm similar ghost stories during disasters registered with the Supernatural Disaster Management Agency.
A ghost story of an unknown sect that was not officially registered on Wikipedia and was abandoned.
And my job is… to register this with Daydream Co., Ltd.
I looked down at the rainwater in the bathtub.
… … .
Is that okay?