Chapter 67
Flash!
The moment I opened my eyes, what came into view was a pure white ceiling.
Right…
That pure white ceiling was everything.
I was lying on an incredibly soft bed.
Not a small boat.
Not on a calm lake surface.
No woman in a red robe, no chilling air swirling around my entire body.
Just… a white room.
‘What is it this time!’
Am I unable to die peacefully?
No, more than that.
Was that just a dream?
Throb-!
!
A throbbing pain spreads through my leg.
The pain below my legs that I couldn’t feel until just moments ago began to irritate my nerves again.
My gaze immediately turned towards my two legs.
And there were my legs…
Precisely.
They were there.
Not attached, but just placed together on the bed.
My two legs were with me.
I stared blankly at those legs of mine. Like looking at someone else’s legs, I gazed fixedly at one spot.
No scream escaped.
I was simply proud of myself for being alive even after my legs were cut off.
On the other hand…
My legs were unrealistically separated like a dismantled toy.
I had barely endured when Snow White’s knights were about to cut off my arms and legs.
‘Not even Frankenstein…’
No, more than that.
How am I even alive?
‘Someone, please tell me.’
Squeak-.
!
As if responding to my words.
Park Yeon-jeong opened the door of the white room he was lying in, and someone confidently entered the room.
Wearing numerous medical tools and a worn-out nurse’s uniform, with the fabric of the uniform becoming transparent, revealing pale skin underneath.
A figure appeared wearing a white mask.
A nurse.
But definitely not an ordinary appearance. It seemed the nurse was also in urgent need of treatment.
“…….”
I instinctively held back my words.
No, I had no choice but to do so.
The woman who appeared to be a nurse.
Naturally…
Was a ‘ghost’.
———=
/Ghost Story Journal
[We can fix anything.]
:Identification Code Cd-F-119
If you need help, please visit our ‘██ Hospital’.
Medical staff are always on standby who can cure all patients’ diseases.
(Note: Patients with body dismemberment will not be accepted, please take this into consideration when seeking treatment.)
All treatments are provided free of charge.
We are ‘██ Hospital’, which always prioritizes sick patients.
Elimination of healthy people.
Physical suppression possible.
No mental damage.
Additional notes.
As this is a ghost story under special management by the institution, exercise extreme caution when exploring.
Always inflict a minor wound when entering this ghost story. (Medical staff say they have no obligation to treat patients without pain.)
More…
———=
Before I lost consciousness.
With the noise lingering in my ears, when I opened my eyes again, I was trapped in this white room.
There was nothing more to see.
In other words.
Based on the circumstances, all evidence was pointing to only one person.
Noise.
Only that guy.
The only one who could throw me in here was the malicious boss Noise, that guy alone.
‘How could you do this to me!’
Working like a dog! Me!
Crunch-!
!
While I was expressing my anger towards Noise.
Crunch-!!
Suddenly, numerous restraint straps tightly fixed my arms and upper body.
A movement that drew involuntary admiration.
The ghost story nurse, who had completely restrained my upper body, stared into my eyes and spoke in a distorted voice.
[Ple…ase ho… the le… arm]
…Excuse me?
Are you playing word games with me?
You’ve restrained my left arm… and now you’re telling me to raise my left arm!
But the ghost story nurse began the surgical procedure without hesitation.
Plop-
The ghost story nurse climbed onto the bed where I was lying and immediately pinned me down with her entire body.
Looking at the area where my leg had fallen off and the separated leg.
Holding a needle and thread in both hands.
A thick needle came into view.
!
“Wait just a moment!!”
I shouted.
I shouted urgently towards the ghost story nurse who had climbed on top of me.
But the response was:
[… will not di… obey.]
The ghost nurse, after those twisted syllables, brought another restraint strap and forcefully shoved it into my mouth like a gag.
“No, just a mo-… mmph!!”
[Ple…ase ra… the le… arm.]
With that meaningless notification, the nurse’s surgery continued.
‘Damn!!’
Park Yeon-jeong knows.
What happens to those who enter this ghost story.
To put it bluntly.
All beings that can be called patients who have passed through here.
Have returned with all diseases cured.
With healthy bodies.
From physical trauma to genetic diseases, internal organ ruptures, and even cancer. This is an omnipotent ghost story hospital that can perfectly cure all diseases.
If the journal is to be believed, this might be the most necessary ghost story in the current world.
This is an undeniable fact.
When I first encountered this ghost story, I thought it was just an uninteresting tale because nothing seemed wrong.
Until I read the additional note at the bottom of the ghost story journal.
———=
/We can fix anything.
However, all treatments performed here are conducted without anesthesia. (Multiple patients have been found to have died from shock during treatment.)
———=
Thud!
“Mmm!!”
The needle just pierced near my thigh.
Thud!
The ghost story nurse’s movements were completely uninhibited.
Therefore…
Because of those uninhibited movements.
I had to continue enduring the pain of being sewn up, with continuous pain that would not stop.
To survive.
Thud!
“Mmm! Mmm, mmm!!!”
The moment when Love Mask’s mouth was blocked at the Wonderlot Circus quickly flashed through my mind.
A life review?
Karmic retribution… or something like that?
‘But that was self-defense!’
Puk!
“Ugh!!!”
In the numerous white hospital rooms of the ghost story ward, only from one place, the short sobs of a man continuously echoed without pause.
Truly without pause, seeping through the door cracks.
Creak!
Creck!
“…….”
Along with the final stitch closing the skin.
The ghost nurse carefully descended from the bed where I had been lying.
She began to untie the restraints binding my body, one by one.
“…….”
With all the restraints loosened, the ghost nurse, who had cooperated well with me.
Held a warm smile in her eyes.
[Good jâ–“b.]
With the ghost nurse’s eye smile at the end.
She calmly gathered the numerous medical supplies she had brought and left the room.
Click-
The door closes.
“…….”
The gaze of a man lying on the bed stared blankly at the ceiling.
For now….
He is alive.
Honestly, it was almost as good as being dead.
The reason he could endure without losing consciousness in the pain of stitching flesh to flesh.
Was also thanks to these damn glasses.
It’s not a sarcastic remark.
Truly….
Truly thanks to these glasses, he could survive without going crazy until the end amidst all the vivid pain.
The pain fully transmitted through his entire body.
Was his share….
But ultimately, he survived, so that’s good.
Now, that’s enough.
Quietly.
His gaze slowly fell to the place where numerous struggles had just occurred.
The location of his gaze: Park Yeon-jeong’s own two legs.
The bloodstains scattered wildly would make an unknown person think it was a biological experiment site.
No… that’s right.
This was a biological experiment site.
Warm tears blurred his vision.
His gaze now precisely headed towards his two legs, not the bustling scene.
Having watched the treatment procedure of reconnecting his legs with stitches alone.
Park Yeon-jeong initially doubted.
With all his optic nerves. He had a primitive doubt, ‘Would the bones even attach?’
‘Would they really attach?’
Very carefully, he began to apply force with his toes.
…Twitch.
!
Just now, it moved.
The nerves and bones truly attached to the legs reconnected only with stitches.
There was still a slight sense of unfamiliarity, but not enough to be disturbing.
‘The effect is certain.’
Except for the policy of not using anesthesia, it was truly a perfect place.
Of course, that anesthesia was the biggest negative factor….
Honestly, this level of recovery was quite good.
As I slowly raised myself from the bed, the moment my newly attached legs touched the ground.
Tap-!
A familiar lighting sound brushes past my ears.
‘…I’m back.’
Stepping on the tiles of the floor now so familiar, my lowered gaze naturally headed towards the speaker on the wall.
Chee-chick-
A familiar noise once again brushes past my ears.
[Employee Park Yeon-jeong, long time no see! Looks like your treatment went well. Looks good:) ]
With the unchanging noise’s energetic voice, Park Yeon-jeong naturally.
“…….”
Tightly closed his mouth.
I wasn’t angry at the noise.
Just, slightly irritated.
…Isn’t that the same thing?
If objected, all your words would be correct.
With no response from me, the noise changed the topic to continue the conversation.
[…I know. You must have been bewildered. But given the circumstances, I can only say it was an ‘unavoidable choice’.]
“…….”
What?
What are you talking about, Mr. Noise?
Suddenly an unavoidable situation?
That was the only choice?
While unable to follow the story’s pace.
The noise continued to share a story only he knew.
[But don’t worry! Anticipating this, I’ve already organized everything while you were receiving treatment!]
As the noise’s words ended, the white librarian, who revealed his presence as always today, readily handed me something that seemed quite thick for a booklet.
A booklet with a massive font and elaborate decoration.
The main cover had this text written:
<Outstanding Superior! Competent Superior! How to Become Like Noise!>
A phrase laden with narcissism, and the subtitle right below it also caught my eye.
-Hey! You can do it too.
…Hey, you too?
After I received the booklet, the noise’s voice became even more excited.
The voice was loud enough to echo throughout the entire space.
[Employee Park Yeon-jeong! You can do it too! Like me, a superior who is â–“ without â–“ flaws, a competent â–“ monâ–“ter!]
…Mr. Noise.
I didn’t hear it properly mixed with the noise just now.
It must be my mood that heard your inner thoughts, right?
I wished that was the case.
That’s how it should have been.
I deliberately left the noise’s voice buried in the static behind.
And carefully opened the booklet he gave me.
To explain the contents:
<Introduction>
-The method of using the power of the competent and outstanding superior Noise is not as difficult as you might think.
My eyes hurt.
The optical illusion of letters overlapping makes my head dizzy.
‘Noise, this guy….’
I momentarily forgot he was the type to use a ‘high-altitude rice’ messaging method that doesn’t use spacing.
All content in the booklet was written this way, and just looking at it was enough to make my eyes ache.
But,
Among those numerous phrases, there was one that uniquely caught my eye.
<Precautions>
-If any abnormal changes occur after prolonged use of the competent superior Noise’s power, immediately report to the outstanding superior Noise.
After reading that precautionary note,
For some reason, the dream Park Yeon-jeong had brushed through his mind.
Why was that….
I felt I had to ask.
“…Mr. Noise? About this precaution noâ–“…”
Suddenly-!
!
As I raised my head, in front of me was the white librarian’s palm, standing blankly.
And the noise’s voice also continued softly.
[Yes, Employee Park Yeon-jeong must have had a strange dream. That dream… what kind of dream was it?]
This Noise.
Already knew.
As if he knew I was about to talk about a strange dream.
Waiting for my tightly closed lips to part.
“…I saw a girl wearing a red robe.”
I slowly continued.
[…….]
“She introduced herself as ‘Eve’.”
[…….]
The noise remained silent.
The atmosphere in the space was too quiet, and that brief silence was even more….
Suffocating.
In that suffocating silence.
Chee-
As a small trembling volume gradually began to devour the quiet space.
[It’s been a while… hearing that name.]
That one phrase slowly disappeared, settling faintly.
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