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How to Die in a Company That Turned Into a Labyrinth Chapter 26: Heaven & Hell HUB

Chapter 26: Heaven & Hell HUB

Choi​​ Jaeha took the​ lead and began‍‍‌ guiding us.

“No,​⁠ it’s just that​ I’d never heard​⁠ of Sammae Delivery​ before. I found⁠⁠ it strange, so‍ I remembered it.​​​ The companies here​‍⁠ usually already have​‍‍ designated delivery services⁠⁠ they use.”

Director​ Yoo Hyunjae, who⁠⁠⁠ had explored the‌ same area as‌ Choi Jaeha, showed​‌​ no particular reaction.‌

Which​ made sense. He​‌ was someone who⁠‌‌ had no need​‌‌ to know which​‍ logistics companies came‌⁠‌ in and out⁠⁠ of the building.‌

“Yes,‌​⁠ it’s this one.‍​‌ Sammae Delivery.”

On‍⁠‌ the rectangular cargo​​‌ compartment that Choi‌​​ Jaeha pointed at,​​‌ the words “Sammae‌ Delivery” were written‍ in large orange‍⁠‍ letters.

Bae9502,‍​​ white cargo truck,‍‍⁠ E02.

Just⁠ in case, I also memorized and‍ photographed the vehicle’s‌ information and location.‍‍⁠

“Can‌‌ we open the⁠​⁠ cargo compartment?”

“Isn’t⁠‌ it locked?”

“Yes.‌ It looks like‌​⁠ the latch is​​ already open.”

Just‌ as Hwang Juyeon⁠‍ said, it seemed‍ all we had‍⁠‌ to do was‌‍‍ pull the handles⁠‍‌ that looked like‍​ latches.

Rather‍‍ than thinking the⁠⁠⁠ driver of this​⁠ suspicious truck had⁠ forgotten to lock‌‍ it on this‍⁠⁠ particular day, it⁠ was more reasonable‌‌‌ to assume all⁠ of this was‍‍‌ the labyrinth’s doing.‍​

“Then⁠⁠​ I’ll open it.⁠ Stay alert in​‍⁠ case something strange‍‍ comes out.”

At⁠​ those words, Choi⁠‍ Jaeha and Hwang‌ Juyeon covered the⁠‍​ child’s eyes and⁠ stepped back slightly.‍⁠​

Director​​ Yoo Hyunjae positioned‍‍ himself behind me‌⁠‌ with an expression⁠​ that was a mixture of tension‌ and curiosity. I never expected him⁠ to help me‌ open the door.‍‍⁠

Clack.‍‌‌

I grabbed both handles‍‌⁠ and pulled.

Creeeak…⁠

The⁠ door began to‌⁠‍ open slowly, and‍ a faint flashlight​⁠‌ beam slipped through‍ the gap into‌​‌ the dark compartment.‌​

And​⁠‌ when the light​‍ reached the back.​⁠

“Ah…!”‍​

I let out an‍ exclamation without meaning‍‌ to.

“W-what‌ is it? What’s​‍ wrong? Ugh…!”

“It’s‌‍​ nothing. It’s just‌⁠ a dummy.”

There​‌ was a flesh-colored‍⁠‌ dummy the size⁠‌‍ of a person.⁠

Its‍‍ joints were twisted⁠​ into grotesque positions.⁠​

Its‍‍​ appearance reminded me‍‌ of a mannequin,‍ and I felt⁠​ a chill run‌‍‍ down my spine.​

I tried not to​ think about that‍ mannequin with the‌ golden scale for‍​ a head.

Nor​ about that formula⁠​ that added and‌⁠ subtracted my weight⁠⁠ by body parts.‌​

“It’s​‌ a crash test⁠‍‍ dummy.”

Creeeak.​‍‍

Yoo‍‍⁠ Hyunjae climbed into​ the compartment without⁠ hesitation and examined‌‌ the dummy.

“A‌​‍ dummy?”

“Yes.‌ A vehicle crash​​ test dummy. See‌​‌ that yellow-and-black circular‍ mark on its​‌​ temple?”

At​‍ his words, I forced myself to‍ push those thoughts​ aside and climbed​​​ into the compartment‍‌⁠ to get closer.​‌

The‌‍​ arms and legs⁠⁠ were bent in‌​ impossible directions.

The​ pelvis and thighs,‍​ in particular, looked‌ as though they‍ had been violently‌‌ twisted.

No⁠⁠‌ matter how I looked at it.‍‌

“It‍‍ looks like it‍​‌ was run over.”‍​

I could calculate exactly​ what conditions would‍ leave a person⁠​ like this.

The‌ model of the​‍‌ vehicle.

The‍‍ distance between the​ car and me.‌‌

The​⁠ speed.

The‍‌ moment the driver​ notices me.

Their‍ reaction time.

The​‍ point where they‍‌ hit the brakes.‍‍⁠

Every​‍⁠ possible scenario.

It‍ was a very⁠ old habit.

So‍⁠⁠ old it felt​​ engraved into my⁠ bones.

So​ old that I could barely remember‍ the faces of‍ my parents, who⁠ died in an​​‍ accident.

“Run‌ over badly? This‌‍ must be a clue too. Does‍ anything come to⁠⁠‌ mind?”

“Yes.”‌

Even⁠⁠ though this dummy‌ was smaller than‍ me and did‍‍ not seem to⁠ have the proportions‍ of an average​‌ adult.

And⁠ even though there​‌ were still missing⁠‍​ clues.

I had a few⁠⁠ ideas.

“The‌‍​ skid marks we‌ saw earlier. At⁠ a speed high‌ enough to leave‍‌ marks like that,‍‌‌ this could happen.”‍

“Then‍ they’re evidence from⁠‌‌ the scene.”

Yoo​‍​ Hyunjae nodded as‌​​ if he understood⁠⁠ immediately.

“A‌ scene? Not an‍ accident?”

Choi⁠‌​ Jaeha asked from⁠‌ outside, leaning only‍ his upper body​‌ into the compartment.‍‌

“Director,‌ are you saying‌ this actually happened?”​⁠‌

“Not‍‍‍ necessarily.”

Yoo‍ Hyunjae smiled as⁠‍ if the question‌ were almost a joke.

“But⁠​ if it did​⁠​ happen, then it​‌ would be an​ unsolved case.”

“An⁠‌​ unsolved case? Why?”‍​‌

The‍⁠ guild director who⁠ made his living‌ exploring labyrinths curled‍‍ his lips into⁠ a smile.

“Because‌⁠​ labyrinths are graves​⁠‌ for unresolved problems.‌‌ And those things‌⁠‌ are always waiting⁠ for someone to‌⁠​ come and solve‍ them.”

It‌ was a poetic​ statement.

And‍‍​ at the same​‌ time brutally straightforward.‍‍

For‍‌ the first time,‌ I understood that‌ Yoo Hyunjae was​‍ not someone who‌ observed labyrinths only‌ from the comfort​ of an office⁠‍‍ chair through written‍‍ reports.

He⁠‌ also saw the‌ real labyrinths that​​⁠ existed beyond those‍‌​ documents.

“Huh?‍ Jiho, what’s wrong?⁠ What’s over there…?⁠ Aaah!”

Suddenly,‍ a scream came‍⁠⁠ from outside.

“Hwang⁠‍‍ Juyeon-ssi?”

“Are​​ you alright?”

We‌​‌ hurried out of​ the truck.

Hwang​⁠⁠ Juyeon was sitting​⁠ on the ground,‌‌‍ gritting her teeth.‌⁠​

Jung⁠⁠ Jiho was crouched⁠ beside her with⁠ a tearful expression,​⁠ not knowing what‌​ to do.

“What‍ happened?”

“Ugh…”​‌

Hwang⁠ Juyeon pulled up⁠⁠‌ her pant leg⁠ slightly while groaning.‌

There​⁠‌ were small drops​⁠ of blood on‌ her ankle.

They​‍‌ looked like two‍‌ tiny puncture marks⁠ left by a needle.

“A‌ snake… a snake…”‍

“A​​‍ snake?”

“Agh,‍‍‌ o-over there…”

Hwang‌‍ Juyeon pointed underneath‍​‌ the truck.

And​​‍ indeed.

There‍‌ was a snake⁠⁠‌ coiled up, watching‌⁠ us.

“T-there’s⁠⁠‍ really a snake!”⁠​‌

Choi​‌‍ Jaeha stepped back‌⁠ in horror.

I quickly took off⁠‌‌ my tie and‌‍ tied it above⁠⁠​ the wound to‌⁠ apply pressure.

Current​​‌ time.

4:17‌​⁠ p. m.

It‌ did not look​‌ like a venomous​‍ viper.

But‍‌ this was a labyrinth.

I could not be‍‌​ sure.

We⁠⁠⁠ needed to observe‌⁠ how long it​‍ took for the‍‌ bleeding to stop.​‍‍

…And​ also how much‌‍⁠ time would pass‌ before the monster​‍‍ appeared.

“B-but⁠‌⁠ I’m not going⁠‍‌ to die, right?”‍

122,‌ 116, 109, 113,‌ 120…

The‍‍​ numbers on Hwang​‍ Juyeon’s smartwatch fluctuated⁠​ nonstop.

She​​​ seemed worried about‍‌​ the scream she‍ had let out.‍‍

From⁠ experience, I was⁠ convinced that the​ false Buddha did‌‌⁠ not come because⁠‌ of screams but​‌⁠ because of heart‌⁠ rate.

But⁠ I did not⁠‌​ say it with‌‍ certainty.

They⁠‍ would not have⁠​⁠ believed me.

“Don’t​‍ worry about the‌ scream. Try to​‌ calm down first.‌ If that monster​ really is attracted​​ to heartbeats, we‌‍‍ still have time.”⁠​

Looking‌​⁠ back on it,⁠​‍ all of us​‍‌ had been startled⁠ many times.

But⁠⁠‍ the Buddha did‌‍ not always appear.⁠‍‌

And‍​ when it did‍⁠​ appear, it did‌⁠‌ not arrive the‍​ very instant a heart began racing.⁠‌

There⁠⁠​ was always some⁠‍⁠ delay.

“If⁠ it doesn’t appear‌‌ immediately even though‌​ your heart is‍⁠ beating that fast,‍ that means there’s‌ another condition besides‍​ heart rate that‌ involves time. So⁠‌​ calm down and‍​‍ take deep breaths.”‌‌​

“Haa…‌‌​ ugh…”

But‍ Hwang Juyeon’s heart‍​‍ rate continued fluctuating‍‍​ between 110 and‍‍‍ 125.

“The⁠‍ blood… ugh… the​ blood won’t stop!”‍‍

“What?”‍‌​

Startled,‍⁠‌ I looked at⁠‌ her ankle.

The‌​‍ bleeding had practically​‍‌ stopped.

Only⁠ a few drops‍⁠‌ remained pooled around​ the two fang​‍ marks.

“I…‌​‍ was bitten by⁠‍ a venomous snake,‍‍ right?”

“No.​​ It’s not venomous.​ I don’t know‍⁠ what you’re seeing,‍ but that’s an‍ illusion…”

Hwang‌ Juyeon was seeing⁠‌⁠ a hallucination created‌ by the labyrinth.⁠‌‍

“Hwang​‌‍ Juyeon-ssi, Seon Yuhan-ssi⁠⁠‌ is right.”

Yoo‍​ Hyunjae spoke while‍‌​ trying to calm​​ the frightened Jung‌‍ Jiho.

“It’s‌⁠​ an ordinary snake.‌ As far as‍​‍ I know, venomous⁠ ones have triangular​‌ heads.”

“Ugh,​​‌ don’t li—”

—Clank.​⁠

“Damn​ it. Hwang Juyeon-ssi,‌​⁠ please. Calm down.‌‍ I’m begging you…”‌

“Seon‍‍ Yuhan-ssi. It’s too‌‍ late. We need​​‌ to hide.”

The‌ blood-soaked Buddha was‌​ approaching.

“That⁠​ which you cherish.​⁠​ That which you‌⁠⁠ fear. That which​‍ makes you bleed.⁠‌ I come from‍ all those cracks.”​​

Yoo‌ Hyunjae forcibly dragged‌⁠ me behind a pillar on the⁠‍ other side.

Choi​ Jaeha and Jung‌‌‌ Jiho were already‍‍ crouched down, trying‌​​ to hide.

“You​​ still do not‍ understand for yourself​ that your heart⁠ remains bound by‍ the one hundred‍ and eight afflictions.‌ Then how could‍‍‌ you cut them‍ away? How could⁠ you free yourself​‌‍ from them and​​‍ attain perfect enlightenment?”⁠⁠

Crack,‌⁠ splash…

“Kgh,​‍​ aaaaah!”

I remained motionless behind‍‌ the pillar, watching​​⁠ everything.

Without​‍ closing my eyes.⁠

Without‌​ covering my ears.​‌

Without​ covering my mouth.​

“……”‌

The‌ heart that had​ been racing wildly‍ slowly began returning‌‌ to its normal​ rhythm.

It‍ felt so unreal​ that it gave‍​ me chills.

And​⁠ at the same​​ time, strangely comforting.‍‍‌

The​⁠‌ same sensation as⁠‌‌ those times when,​ unable to endure⁠‌‍ any more violence,⁠ my incorporeal self‍ was forcibly separated‌ from my physical‍ body to escape‍ the pain.

Strangely.⁠‌⁠

I felt that it‌‌‍ was the most⁠ human thing of​‌ all.

And​‌ also the most​​ alive.

“Seon​‍‍ Yuhan-ssi? Seon Yuhan-ssi?”‍‍

“Ah.​⁠ Ah…”

When‍ I came back⁠‍‌ to my senses.‌

Everything‍​ was over.

The‌ white truck had⁠⁠ been stained red.‍‍

And‌ the monster had‍ already left.

“Are‌⁠ you alright, Seon⁠‌ Yuhan-ssi?”

“Ah…‍​ yes…”

I stared blankly at‍​‌ my phone screen.‍

4:19​‍ p. m.

4:20‌ p. m.

“Between‍ the moment it​​ started approaching and⁠‍ the actual moment‍‌‍ of death, subtracting‍ that time, and​⁠​ counting from when‌​​ Hwang Juyeon was‍ bitten by the​ snake until the‍ first sound of​⁠ footsteps was heard…”⁠‍

“Between‌​ a minute and‌⁠ a half and‍⁠ two minutes?”

Without​⁠ realizing it, I muttered to myself‌ as though reciting‌‌ a sutra.

And‍ for some reason,⁠ I felt as‌ though I had⁠​‌ heard something similar‍‌⁠ before.

“Huh?‌‍ D-director! Seon Yuhan-ssi!‌⁠‌ The snake is‌⁠​ moving!”

At‌ that moment, Choi‌​​ Jaeha’s sudden shout⁠⁠ brought me back‍⁠‍ to reality.

The‍ snake that had⁠ emerged from beneath‌ the truck began⁠‌ moving somewhere.

“Seon‌⁠ Yuhan-ssi, if you’re⁠‌ tired, you can⁠ stay here and⁠‌ rest with Jiho.​‌‍ We’ll go follow‌ it.”

Yoo‌​ Hyunjae spoke without​‌ taking his eyes‌‌‌ off the direction⁠‍ Choi Jaeha was‍ pointing.

“Huh?‌​ You mean me?”⁠‍

“No.⁠ I’ll go. I’d‌⁠​ prefer Choi Jaeha-ssi⁠⁠ to stay behind‌‍⁠ and look after‌⁠ Jiho.”

“Ah,⁠ yes, of course.⁠⁠​ I have a niece, I’m very​‌⁠ good with children.”‌⁠‍

And​​ so, leaving Choi​ Jaeha behind as​‌​ he hugged and⁠‍⁠ comforted the trembling‍​‌ child, I followed​ the snake alongside​ Yoo Hyunjae.

It‌​‌ was not moving‍​​ very quickly, so‌‍ we were able⁠‍​ to keep our⁠‍​ distance while following​​‌ it.

“Could‍⁠‍ it be that‌⁠​ car?”

When​ he saw the⁠​‌ vehicle in front‍‌‌ of which the​​‌ snake had stopped,‍ Yoo Hyunjae made‍‌​ an odd expression,‍‍​ as if unsure‍⁠ whether to laugh​⁠ or not.

“Ah…!”​

Tap—!‌⁠⁠

The‍‍ snake, which had⁠‍‍ been watching both​ of us, suddenly​ leaped.

And‌‌ disappeared into the⁠ car’s emblem.

In​⁠ other words, a snake the size‍ of a human⁠‍ arm entered a flat emblem smaller‍‍ than a palm‌‍⁠ and became the​ image of a snake.

“The​ logo of this‌‌​ car brand originally‌ has a snake​‌‌ on the right⁠⁠ and a cross‍‍​ on the left,‍‍​ though I suppose⁠​​ that isn’t important.”‌‍

Seo8102,‌‍ red sports sedan,⁠ A11.

While​ memorizing the vehicle’s⁠‌ information and location,‌ Yoo Hyunjae set‍ aside that useless‍‌‍ curiosity.

“For‍ now, I’ll open‍ the door.”

Click.⁠​‍

As⁠ expected, it opened‌‌⁠ easily.

I sat in the⁠ driver’s seat and‍​ checked the sun‌‍ visor, the door‌‍‍ compartments, and the‍⁠​ center console.

I found nothing.

“Oh.”‌

Yoo​​ Hyunjae, who had‍‌ opened the passenger-side​‍‍ glove compartment, pulled​ something out.

“There’s⁠⁠⁠ a catalog. A car catalog.”

It​‌‍ was a catalog​‌​ describing several models​⁠⁠ from a well-known​‍ domestic brand.

“Perhaps⁠‌ there’s a clue‌ about the next⁠⁠‍ car in here…”⁠⁠​

The‍⁠ moment Yoo Hyunjae‌ opened the catalog.⁠

Bang!⁠

Click!​‌

The‌​ doors on both⁠‍​ sides slammed shut​‌ simultaneously and locked​⁠ at once.

“Ha…”‍‍‌

Damn⁠ it.

I barely managed to⁠‌⁠ hold back the​‌​ curse and pulled‍‌ on the handle.⁠

But​​⁠ it was useless.‌⁠

As​​⁠ expected.

“It‍⁠ seems it wasn’t⁠‍ just my hallucination.‍​‌ This door won’t‍​ open either.”

Then.⁠‍

Chzzzt,‌ chzzzt…

The‌​‍ radio turned on.​​‌

And⁠‌​ static began to‍‍ play.

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