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How to Die in a Company That Turned Into a Labyrinth Chapter 13: The Trick to Entering the Daycare

Chapter 13: The Trick to Entering the Daycare

“If‍‍⁠ it were possible​‍‌ to turn back​‍ time, what would‍‌⁠ you do, Mr.‍‍ Seon Yuhan?”

“I‌​​ will tell you‍⁠⁠ what I will​​ do only once.⁠ Please remember it​⁠ well.”

The‍‌​ interviewer nodded, following‍‌ the serious tone​ of my voice.‍‍

I took a deep‌‍‍ breath and spoke​ again.

“I‌ will not run​​ hastily nor stay‍​​ stopped too long‍ on the stairs,​ I will not​‌ use the elevator,​ I will not⁠‍ be in the⁠‍ interview room after‌⁠⁠ 4, if someone‌​ asks me the​⁠ time I will‍ answer honestly, I will strictly follow​​‍ the instructions in‌‍ the auditorium, I will not recklessly​​⁠ enter the internal‍​ daycare as an‍⁠‍ outsider, in the⁠‍⁠ product shop I will pay in‍‍ cash, and when‌ I read in‍ the library I will never skip‌⁠‍ parts.”

“Ah…‌‍ I see. Having⁠⁠​ many detailed plans‍⁠ is a good⁠‌‌ thing.”

“Yes.‌⁠ Mr. interviewer, this‌‍‌ place has turned‌ into a labyrinth.‌‍⁠ And I will‍​ follow that plan.”‍‍​

“Excuse​ me?”

“Please‍⁠ ask the assigned⁠ jeoksa to spread​‍ on social media⁠ that this building​‍ has turned into‍ a labyrinth. To‌‌ prevent people from⁠⁠ entering here by⁠ mistake. Get up.”​‍‌

“Uh…​⁠ yes… Mr. Seon⁠‌ Yuhan…? Wait… you’re‌⁠ serious.”

“Yes.”‍

As⁠ I guided him⁠‍‍ toward the exit,‌‌ a thought crossed⁠​ my mind.

If⁠‌ this news spread‍​ through social media‌ maybe even if⁠⁠⁠ I activated the‌ fire alarm, the​‌ firefighters wouldn’t enter?⁠

And⁠​‌ what if, with​​ some luck, at​ least the people⁠⁠ on the first​ floor managed to​‌ get out?

Of‌‌ course, that doesn’t⁠​ guarantee they can⁠ escape just by​ being on the‌ first floor.

That​​ is only my​ wish.

Ah.‍ I don’t know.​

What⁠​ if the alarm⁠⁠ draws the attention‌‌‌ of some hostile⁠ entity and ends‍‌‍ up killing more‌ people?

I can barely handle‍‌‌ my own life.⁠‌​

I don’t have the‍‍ capacity to carry​ the life or‌‌​ death of so‌⁠ many people.

This⁠​‌ is different from​ sacrificing one or​ two people to​ survive.

If‌‍‍ I do nothing,​​ nothing will change.⁠

Those‍​ who are meant‍ to live will‍‌​ live, and those‍​​ who are meant‌ to die will⁠ die.

But‌‍⁠ if I press⁠‌‍ that button.

Someone⁠ destined to die⁠ might live, or‌​‍ someone destined to‍⁠ live might die.‍​‍

Good​‍ intentions do not⁠ always lead to‌⁠​ good results.

And​‍ even less in‍ a labyrinth.

Although‍ bad intentions almost‍​ always bring bad‌ results, so choosing​​ the good one​‌ is still the⁠​ most sensible.

“Mr.‌ Seon Yuhan, are‍ you okay? Suddenly‍ you look very​​ bad. If you⁠ need anything, tell‍​ me.”

“I…”​​‍

In​ the interviewer’s eyes‌‍ there was genuine‍⁠ concern.

A look one can‍​​ rely on.

That‍ is exactly what‍ a jeoksa agent⁠⁠​ needs.

Without‍‌ realizing it, I let my doubt​⁠ slip out.

That⁠ by pressing that‌ button someone might‌​ live but someone​ might also die.​‌

“Then,⁠⁠⁠ what am I supposed to do‌‍‌ in a situation‍ like this—”

Click.‍

Riiiiiiiiiiiiing!⁠‍​

“Huh?”​‌

“What⁠​ should you do?⁠ If it goes‍‌ wrong, blame me.​‌​ And if it‌‌‍ goes well, obviously⁠ it will be‌ thanks to me.”‌⁠​

The‍‍⁠ interviewer spoke in‍ a relaxed tone,‍‌ but it didn’t​ sound fake.

Beeeeep!‍‍

The⁠ metallic sound of⁠‍‌ the alarm was​‍​ so sharp it​⁠ numbed the ears.‌⁠​

I looked at him​‌ without saying anything.​‌

“What⁠‍ did you just…?”‌​‍

“I​ just did what‌​ had to be​⁠​ done. It seemed‍ like you were‍‍ carrying a heavy⁠ burden, so I took some of‍ it off.”

I couldn’t hear his‍ voice well.

And‍ yet, for some‌‌ reason, I felt‌‌‍ as if that⁠‍‌ voice cut through‌‌⁠ my chest along​ an invisible line,⁠ like the tip‌​‌ of a balance’s​ blade.

“Labyrinths‍ are made so⁠ that one gets‌‌ lost. It’s normal⁠​ not to know⁠⁠‍ what lies ahead,‍​ no matter which‌⁠ path you choose.⁠⁠​ But in the‍ end, you can’t​‍ know if you⁠‍ don’t move forward,‌ right? What lies‌​⁠ at the end.”⁠⁠​

The‌ jeoksa agent lowered​ the hand with⁠‌ which he had⁠ pressed the button.‍​‌

I pretended not to‍ see the trembling​​ in his fingers‌ and looked at‍​ him silently.

It⁠ was the face‍⁠ of someone who,‍​ even being afraid,⁠ knows exactly what‍‍ he must do.‍‍‌

The​ kind of face‌ I hate the‍ most.

“I’m⁠⁠ going to the⁠ daycare on the​ second floor. Do⁠‌⁠ you want to​‌‌ come with me?”​‌‍

“Ah…‌‍ the elevator will‌‌ stop when the⁠ power goes out,⁠​⁠ so I will‍⁠ go get the⁠ people inside. You​‍‍ go first. Don’t​ wait for me.⁠‍⁠ Remember what I told you.”

“Yes,‌⁠ I remember. Then​‌ see you later,‍‌​ Mr. Seon Yuhan.⁠ Take care.”

Thud―!‍

After‌‌‍ parting from him,‌‍ I pressed the⁠⁠ elevator button and‍​ anxiously looked at​ the panel.

Even‌⁠​ though I knew‍ the situation, that‌⁠ alarm sound made​‌‌ my heart shrink.⁠‌‍

8…​⁠‍ 7… 6… 5…‌ 4…

It​ seemed like the‍​ elevator was taking​‍ a bit longer​‌‌ than usual.

No‌‍‌ way…

3…​ ding!

「The⁠‌ door is opening.」‍

Choi⁠ Jaeha was not‌​ there.

Apparently‌‍ he went down‌​ on his own​‍​ without me telling⁠⁠ him, after hearing‌‍ the fire alarm.​​​

It​⁠⁠ feels strange.

I don’t know whether‍‍⁠ to praise him‌ or be left‍ speechless.

But‍‌ what will he⁠ do alone now?​

I have no idea⁠​​ what is happening‍‌ on the other‍‍ floors.

With‍ that kind of⁠‌​ person, he would​‌⁠ probably die right​ away.

Even‍ so, I didn’t‍​‍ want to go‌ up alone to⁠ look for Choi‍ Jaeha and help‌​ him.

I’m‌​ not such a good person.

Even⁠‌⁠ if to someone​⁠ he is a dearly loved youngest‌‍ son, he is⁠⁠ not worth more⁠ than my life.​⁠

Riiiiing―!​⁠‍

Hmm.​‍‌ I don’t know⁠‍‌ if Choi Jaeha‍ is really the‌‍ pampered youngest, but‌​ from how he⁠​ acts, it seems⁠ so.

Boom,‌⁠‌ rumble, crash!

Baaang!‍

Kraash,​⁠‍ thud!

While⁠‍ I was going​‍​ down the stairs,‌‍ the event of‌‍‌ six consecutive elevator​‌‍ falls occurred.

And‌⁠⁠ then—

silence.⁠

The‌ fire alarm, which‌‍ pierced the ears‌ like a needle,‍‌⁠ suddenly stopped.

How‍​‌ strange.

The‌⁠​ alarm should work⁠‌​ independently of a blackout.

But⁠ I shook my‌‍ head.

If‌‍⁠ we go by​ that, the elevator⁠ shouldn’t fall either.‌‍‍

This‌‍⁠ is a labyrinth.‍​⁠

A place where you⁠⁠ don’t know what‌​ will happen, and​ where you have​⁠​ to accept whatever‌‌ happens.

Clack.⁠

When‌‍​ I opened the‍ emergency door of⁠ the second floor,⁠ a scene already​⁠ too familiar appeared.​‌

I was about to‍​‌ head again toward‌‍ the daycare corridor​⁠‍ to go to‌‌⁠ the “Come to​‍ Read” library, but⁠​ I stopped.

The⁠‍ idea of buying⁠‍‌ at least an‍ emergency kit and⁠‌ a thermos at‌‍ the TARAE store‍ crossed my mind.‌⁠‌

But⁠⁠‍ my feet didn’t‌ move easily.

My​‍​ legs feel heavy.​

No,‌‌⁠ if they don’t‍‍‌ move well, then​ they’re light?

How‍ was it? How‍​⁠ did I move⁠​ my legs? How‌ did I walk?⁠​

1.03.​ If I search‍ it on the‌ internet will it‌ appear? Ah why‍⁠ is there no‌⁠ internet? Then what‍ do I do?‌ 3.42. Since when⁠ do I have⁠ legs? Didn’t I calculate it? No.‍‍⁠ I didn’t steal‌​⁠ anything. 7.56. I also gave the⁠‌‍ feet. I also​​ gave the calves.​​ I also gave‍‌⁠ the thighs. 12.01​‍ kilograms!

Why‌​⁠ is there still⁠​ something left?

What‌​ if they come⁠‍ to take it‍ back?

Why​‌⁠ do I have‍‌ so many fingers?​⁠​

What​ if they think​‌ I stole?

Ah!‌

If‍ I remove it‌‍ again will they⁠​‍ believe me?

“Ah‌‍ it’s the second‌​‍ floor again…”

Clack.‌

An‌‌​ unfamiliar voice struck‌​ my numbed ears.​

I turned my head⁠⁠‌ toward the source‌‌‌ of the sound.‌‍

There‌ was someone in‌ front of another‍‌ emergency door, not‌ the one I had used.

A woman in her‍‍​ thirties, wearing a three-piece suit and⁠​​ long hair tied‍ back.

She​‍⁠ seemed hot; her​ face was flushed​ and there was⁠ sweat on her⁠ forehead.

“Huh?”‌

Upon​ seeing me, she‍ let out that​ ominous sound.

This‌ time I didn’t⁠​‍ close my eyes.‍​​

“E-eh…‌ you too?”

“Excuse​⁠‍ me? What do⁠ you mean?”

“That​‍ no matter how​​ much you go‌‌ down, you always‍ come out on​⁠‍ the second floor!”⁠‌⁠

“Ah.”⁠‍‍

I blinked several times,​ as if stunned.​​‍

My‍ eyes felt dry.‌‌⁠

“Yes,‍ that’s right. I went down to​​ basement one, but‍‍​ ended up coming‌‌ out again on‍‌ the second floor.”‍

“Right?!‍​‌ This is very⁠ strange. It seems⁠‌ like…”

The‍ woman with sharp,⁠‍‍ fox-like eyes bit⁠ her lip.

I know what she‍‌ means. Or rather,‌​ what she doesn’t‌​ want to say.⁠​⁠

“Yes.‌​ It seems it‍‍ has turned into⁠​‌ a labyrinth. An‍‍⁠ intrusive type.”

“Ah…‌⁠ seriously… just as‌ I thought… what‍‍ do I do…?”⁠‌​

The‌​ woman dropped to‌⁠‌ the floor as‌‌ if collapsing, and‌⁠ for about thirty‍‌​ seconds she lamented​​​ intensely before suddenly⁠⁠ standing up.

“I…​⁠ I don’t plan‍ to die here.⁠​‌ You don’t just‍⁠ stand there like​ an idiot either.⁠‍​ You weren’t writing‌​ a farewell letter⁠‌ on your phone,‌ right?”

“No…⁠ no. I don’t⁠​ plan to die‍ either.”

If‌ I die here‌​ if I end​‌ up dying in‍ this labyrinth what‌‌​ would be the⁠ point of all⁠​ those deaths?

At⁠‍‍ that moment, my‌⁠⁠ mind, which had‍​ been in chaos,⁠‍‍ cleared.

My⁠⁠ objective is not‍⁠ to solve a murder in a locked room.

My​‍ objective is to‌ survive and escape‌ the labyrinth.

Just​‌⁠ that.

“My‍ name is Hwang​​​ Juyeon. Sometimes I do magic performances⁠ as a freelancer.‌‌‍ I came here‌⁠ for an event​⁠ at the daycare‌‌​ and ended up‍ like this.”

The​‍ daycare!

I controlled my expression‌ with effort.

“I⁠ am Seon Yuhan.‍‌ I came for​ an interview at​ the Yuwi Guild.”‍‌

If‍‍​ this person is​​ here, maybe we⁠ can enter the⁠ daycare.

I mentally reviewed the‍‌ route I had⁠ taken so far.‍‍‍

At⁠‌ the beginning, the‌ auditorium.

There⁠​‌ I saw something‍⁠⁠ I don’t know​​ if it was‌‌ a documentary or‍​‌ a snuff film‌ about the labyrinth‍ of Seonghwa High⁠⁠ School.

Then,‌‍ the daycare.

I was rejected at⁠ the entrance for‌​⁠ being an outsider.‌​​

After​​​ that, the product‌‍ shop.

I went to TARAE‍ to buy the​‍‍ Tarae diary I saw in the‌⁠ advertisement and look⁠‍ for an employee​⁠ who could enter‍⁠‍ the daycare with‍‍ me and one‌⁠ two three four‍​‍ five yes fingers‍​⁠ are five on‍ one hand and⁠‍​ two hands ten‌​‌ right? the legs‍‌​ become lighter over‌ time.

Then,‍⁠ the library.

I found the librarian‌⁠ dead, I took⁠​ her to the‌ daycare and the​ goose said I had brought an‍​ ugly doll and‍ kicked me out.‌​⁠

In‍​ the next attempt,‌‌⁠ I returned to⁠‌‌ the library and⁠⁠ once again someone​‍‌ had attacked her.⁠​‍

And⁠ now, here.

After‍‌⁠ all that, I finally found a living person with​ whom I could‍‍⁠ enter the daycare.‍

After‍‍ all that, finally!‍‍

“I‍‌ was thinking of⁠‌ going to the‍‍‍ daycare first. Maybe‌⁠ there is some​ clue to go⁠ down. Do you‍ want to come​‍‌ with me, Hwang​​ Juyeon?”

Hwang​‌‌ Juyeon.

If‌‌ it’s her.

A freelance magician invited⁠ to the daycare⁠ is not a complete “outsider.”

She​‍ might pass the‍ toys’ security and⁠​‌ enter.

Although​⁠‌ I don’t know​ if they will‍​​ let me enter⁠ with her and‍⁠ there is also‍​‍ the possibility that‍‍ she is the⁠ murderer, so I must be careful.‍

“Hmm‌​‍ why not? I don’t have any⁠‍ plan anyway. Better​‍‌ two than one.​ And we can​‌ also check if‍ there are children​ left. It’s too‌​ quiet.”

When‍‍⁠ I was in​ the daycare before,‌ it seemed like⁠ there was a teacher and a child.

Maybe‌‌⁠ the others disappeared​ suddenly, like the‌‍ interviewer.

“But‌⁠ couldn’t we break‍ the glass and‌ go down?”

Hwang‍​⁠ Juyeon pointed at⁠ the hallway window⁠ that faced the​​ building’s central courtyard.⁠​

I already knew those⁠ tricks didn’t work,​‍ so I didn’t‍ try.

But​⁠​ the accountant Choi⁠‍ Jaeha had.

“I‌‍​ tried, but it⁠‌ didn’t work.”

“Of‍⁠ course… just as‍‌‍ I thought…”

Hwang⁠‌ Juyeon accepted it⁠ without issue.

If‌ this weren’t a labyrinth, that would‍‍‌ be the normal‍⁠ way to think.​‍

If‌ escaping like that⁠‍ were possible, intrusive‌‌⁠ labyrinths would be​⁠ much less dangerous.‍​

Like‌‍​ what happened with​​ contact ones, which‍‍ over time became⁠ almost like traffic​​ accidents.

Wait.​‍‌

Did​​‌ Choi Jaeha really​ do that?

I don’t remember.

Why​‌⁠ do I feel​ like I saw​‍‍ him throwing a fire extinguisher at‍‍‌ the glass while‌ foaming at the​⁠​ mouth?

Well​ it doesn’t matter.‌

What​ doesn’t work, doesn’t‍‌‍ work.

“Let’s​‍ go in.”

Hwang‍ Juyeon nodded.

I carefully opened the‍‍ daycare door.

Please‍​‍ don’t let it‌⁠ be the “then‌‍ why did you‍​‍ come? die” again.⁠‍

“Oh!”‍

“Ah!​‍⁠ You scared me!‌ What is this?”‌

The‍​ toys, led by⁠​‍ the goose, were‌ lined up like⁠‍ an army.

Hwang​‌‌ Juyeon stepped back,‍​ but the door​ was already closed.‌​​

“Isn’t⁠ this the magician​ Hwang Juyeon?”

“Don’t‌ get agitated. Answer​⁠​ honestly.”

I whispered quickly.

“Ah…‍​​ yes, it’s me…”​

She‍‌‍ replied while looking‍​ at the goose,‍‌ still confused.

“The‌⁠ performance earlier was‌‌ very fun! The​ children loved it!”⁠​​

The​‌‌ toys, previously motionless,⁠‍‍ seemed to move⁠ with joy.

“But…”​⁠‌

The‌‌ goose’s voice changed,‌⁠ like shifting from‌‍ a major tone⁠‍ to a minor⁠​⁠ one.

“And‍‌ who is the⁠ person that is​⁠​ with you?”

Two​ dry black dots⁠‍‌ fixed on me.⁠

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