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How to Die in a Company That Turned Into a Labyrinth Chapter 4: Zero, film, beginning, 10 minutes before

Chapter 4: Zero, film, beginning, 10 minutes before

“Mr.‌ Choi Jaeha! We⁠‌ have to get​‍ out!”

“Huh,‍ huh?”

A blackout and yet⁠⁠⁠ the lights turn⁠⁠‍ on?

That’s⁠​ not normal.

As‍ soon as the‌‌ stage lights came‌ on, I instinctively⁠⁠ knew something had‌‍‍ begun and opened​ the front door‌‍ of the auditorium.‌

Clack.‍‍

“Damn⁠ it!”

The​​‌ door was locked.​​‍

I should have known.‍⁠

A maze is like‌ this.

“What?​ It’s locked? Then‌​⁠ the other one?”‍‌‌

Choi‍​‌ Jaeha, pale, ran​ toward the other⁠‌ front door.

“This⁠⁠ one is locked‌​ too!”

“Let’s⁠⁠‍ try the back!”⁠​‍

Both⁠ of us started​ going up the​ stairs at the‌‍ sides of the‍⁠ seats.

The‍⁠ auditorium occupied two‌‍⁠ floors, the second‌⁠ and the third,​ so the back‌‍ door connected to‌‍‌ the third floor.⁠​

Rattle,‍​‌ slide.

As⁠ we ran up​​⁠ the stairs at‌⁠ full speed, wearing‌⁠‍ down our knees,‍ a white screen‌ descended over the⁠ stage.

“It’s⁠‍⁠ locked here too!​‍ Mr. Seon Yuhan,‌‍​ what about yours?!”⁠‍​

“Here‍‍⁠ too!”

“What‍⁠ do we do?‌​​ What do we‍​ do? What are‌ we supposed to‌‍​ do?!”

Choi‌‍‍ Jaeha suddenly came⁠‍​ up to me⁠​ and shook me⁠⁠‌ by the shoulders.‌‌‍

“You‍⁠ brought me here!”​‌

It‌‍⁠ was true that​ I had brought⁠ him to the⁠ auditorium because I didn’t trust the‍‍⁠ hallway, so I had nothing to‌‌ say.

“If⁠⁠ I die here,‌‌⁠ it’ll be your​ res—”

「We,‌⁠‍ l, co, me,‍⁠ de, ar, es,‍‌​ ti, ma, ted,⁠ au, di, en,‍ ce!」

The‍⁠ voice from the‍‌⁠ speakers interrupted his‌ shout.

「The,‍‍ film, wi, ll,​‌ be, gin, sho,‍‍‍ rt, ly, ple,‍​ ase, ta, ke,‌‍​ you, r, sea,⁠​​ ts.」

It⁠⁠ was a grotesque⁠ voice.

As‍‌⁠ if each syllable​ had been assembled‍‌‌ from different places⁠ tone, gender, and⁠ age constantly changed.‍​

“What…​ what is this‌‌‌ now?”

“Let’s​‍ sit down first.”‍⁠

“No!​‌‌ What if spikes​ suddenly come out⁠‍ of the seat‍ or something like‌​ that?”

What​‍ kind of movies⁠‍ has this guy‌⁠​ been watching?

“Please.‍⁠​ Mazes work with⁠ rules.”

“Let​ go of me!‌ If you want,​ sit down yourself!”​

Choi‍⁠ Jaeha freed himself‌ from my hand‍‌‌ and pressed himself‌​ against the closed‍‍‍ back door.

「Du,⁠ rin, g, the,⁠‌​ pro, jec, tion,‍‍ mo, vi, ng,‍ is, pro, hi,​⁠ bi, ted, due,‍‍​ to, ri, sk,‌⁠ of, ac, ci,‍‌ dents.」

“Mr.⁠ Choi Jaeha, please‍⁠ do what it‌⁠ says! We don’t‍ know what will‌​ happen if we⁠‍ don’t!”

“I‍‌⁠ said no!”

I was about to‌⁠ insist when another​‌ voice forced me⁠‌ to stop.

「For,‌​ a, ple, a,​ sant, ex, pe,‍‌ rien, ce, ple,‌‌ ase, a, voi,‍‌ d, ta, lking,​ and, si, len,⁠ ce, or, turn,‌ off, you, r,⁠​ pho, nes.」

It‌ was a typical​ warning against illegal⁠ recordings.

「To,​ mi, ni, mi,‌​ ze, dis, tur,⁠​ ban, ces, le,‍ a, ving, is,⁠ not, al, lo,‌ wed, from, 10,‍‍ mi, nu, tes,​​ be, fo, re,⁠​‍ un, til, the,‌ end, of, the,​‌‍ film.」

I set my phone​ to silent and⁠​ looked at the​​‍ time.

「En,‍‌ joy, the, pro,​​‍ jec, tion.」

3:45.‌​‍

The‍⁠ film starts at‌ 3:55.

I took that moment⁠ to try to‍‍ seat Choi Jaeha.‍⁠

“Mr.​ Choi Jaeha, I’m‍ sorry for bringing⁠‍‍ you here, but⁠ we’re in the‌⁠⁠ same situation.
As I told‍⁠‍ you, mazes work‍⁠⁠ with rules. If⁠ they are not‍⁠⁠ followed, you die.​​ The problem is⁠⁠ not knowing what​‍​ they are. But⁠⁠‍ here they are‍ telling them to​ us, so it‍ is relatively safe.‍​ Besides, you were‍‍ saved from the‍‍ elevator thanks to‌ me. Trust me‌ one more time.​ I have no⁠‍​ reason to put​​⁠ you in danger.‍‍ And if it’s‍​‍ a film, it​ will last at‌⁠​ least an hour.‍​ Are you going‌‍⁠ to stay standing⁠ all that time?⁠​ It’s better to⁠‍ sit and conserve​ energy. Please, follow‌ the instructions…”

“T-to‌ hell with it!⁠ Fine, fine.”

The‌​ annoying accountant finally‌‍ sat down in‍⁠​ the last row​⁠ behind me.

It‍‍‌ seemed he simply‌⁠ didn’t want to​⁠‍ keep standing.

Well,‍​⁠ as long as‌ we don’t end⁠​ up as corpses,⁠‍​ it doesn’t matter.‍‌​

Flash.⁠​

The‌‌ screen suddenly lit⁠ up.

Huh?‌

It’s​​‍ not the start⁠ time yet.

「The⁠⁠ taste of memories!‍​‌ Nectar!」

A video with noise,⁠ as if recorded‌⁠ on old film.​

A can with arms⁠‍​ and legs, with​⁠ a sweet voice.‌

It​ opens the can,​‌⁠ drinks it in‍⁠​ one go, and‌⁠ exclaims in satisfaction.‍⁠

…It‌⁠ was an advertisement.‌​⁠

But‍‍ it had problems.‍

First,​‌ everything looked distorted,‌ as if generated​‍ by a faulty‍ AI.

The⁠⁠ shapes blended and​ deformed grotesquely.

The‌‌ only clear thing​ was the “Nectar”‍ can.

“Huh,‍‍ that—?”

“Shh…!”​​‍

Second,‍‍ Nectar is a labyrinth artifact.

An‍ object that causes⁠‍⁠ strange phenomena.

In‌‍​ this case, it​‍ changes flavor depending‌‌‌ on who drinks‍‍⁠ it.

It⁠⁠ tastes like the‍ most cherished memory.‍

「The⁠ taste of the‌ kimchi my mother⁠ made!」

Sound‍​⁠ of swallowing.

A female figure, a young man, and‍​​ something red merge.‍

Scene‌‌​ change.

「The⁠ taste of the⁠ jajangmyeon I ate⁠ in secret!」

Another‌‌ grotesque fusion.

Scene‍ change.

「The​⁠​ legendary liquor of​‌ 13,7910 years!」

More​⁠ unnatural fusion.

Scene​​ change.

「The​ porridge I licked⁠​ in the basement!」‌⁠‌

Something‌‌ that one wishes⁠​‍ were not human‍⁠ mixes with something⁠​‌ one wishes were​​‍ food.

Scene‌ change.

「Drink​​‌ your memories! Nectar!」​​

It​​‍ is, basically, a drug.

Very‌‌‍ valuable, because it⁠‍ allows experiencing flavors‍ from the past.​⁠‍

But⁠‍ in reality it‍​‌ is a trap⁠‍ of the labyrinth.‌‍

Outside​‍⁠ the labyrinth, maybe.​⁠

But⁠⁠ inside, you must‍‍​ never drink it.‍‍

Especially​⁠‌ in an invasive⁠ one.

The‍ labyrinth seeks to‍‍ keep you.

「Remember!​⁠⁠ Eating is law.‌‌ Law is consumption.‌‍‍ Consumption is Nectar!」​⁠

The⁠ music faded.

Flash.‌‌

The⁠ screen changed again.‌

A bipedal bull-shaped character⁠​ appeared.

“Hello,‌ I’m Mimi. Oh,​ hey!”

Mimi​‍‌ or crazy?

He​​ opened his eyes‍ and pointed forward.‍‌

As⁠‍‌ if pointing at​ the audience.

“You,‌ in row H seat 7!”

It‌ can’t be…?

I lowered my gaze​⁠⁠ to check my​​ seat number.

“Yes,⁠⁠​ you. This… ah,‌‍⁠ your name is‍‍ Seon Yuhan?”

As​ if this were⁠ a children’s game.‌

The‌ bull-headed figure muttered‌‌ that and let‌ out a mocking‍ laugh.

“But​‌ you look quite⁠‍‌ grown up, huh?​‍‍ Ugh, though you’re‌ a bit disgusting.”‍​‌

He‍​⁠ made a face​ as if he‌ had bitten into‌⁠‌ something unpleasant.

Damn‍ labyrinth.

That​ is nothing more‌‍ than a “person”⁠ created by the​ labyrinth so that‍⁠⁠ humans can understand⁠‌⁠ it.

There‌ is no malice⁠ there. It is‌‍‌ just a mechanical​⁠ output.

Even⁠​ so no, precisely⁠ because of that,‍ I responded with⁠ the same expression.‌⁠

“Anyway,​‌ Mr. Seon Yuhan.⁠‌​ Do you know⁠​⁠ the Tarae Diary?”‍

The​‌‌ mini minotaur extended‍​ its hand with‍⁠​ a “ta-dá,” and​‍ the image of​‍ a reddish-brown leather⁠​‌ notebook with an​⁠⁠ elegant design appeared.‌‍‌

“It’s⁠‍‌ a work planner‌​‌ given to all⁠​ employees of the​⁠ Tarae Group!”

Current​​ Sports Agency, Future‌​‌ Entertainment, Yuwi Guild,‌​ Tarae Holdings.

A total of four​‍ logos appeared on‌‌ the screen.

“And‍‍ on the second‌‌ floor of the‌​ Tarae building, in⁠⁠ the ‘TARAE’ merchandise​ store, only for⁠​ today! A special⁠ event is being​‌ held where even‍⁠‌ regular customers can​ purchase the Tarae‌ Diary!”

But‌​ what does that​‌ have to do‌‍‍ with anything?

Why‌ are they advertising​ something like this?‍⁠

There‌‌​ must be a reason.

Everything​‌ must be a clue.

“Ah,‍‌ by the way,⁠​‌ on the first​⁠ page are the‍‍ details of each‍‍​ floor of the⁠‌ Tarae building.”

No,‌‍ I mean, what‌‌ do I need‍‍⁠ that for?

I just need to⁠ find a way‌​‌ to go down⁠​ to the first‌ floor and get‌‍ out of here‌ without looking back.⁠‌

Ah.‌‍⁠

Wait.⁠​

A chilling sensation ran​ down my spine.⁠​​

Could⁠‌‌ it be that…?‌‍

The‍​ horned bull head‌​​ smiled like a salesperson who had⁠ just made an‍⁠ incentivized sale.

My​ heart began to⁠‍‌ beat faster.

“Now‍ then, the movie⁠‍​ begins!”

I didn’t have time‍ to organize my⁠⁠​ thoughts.

Clack!⁠​

All⁠​‍ the stage lights‍‌ went out and‍‍ the screen lit‌⁠ up again.

I turned around.

The​⁠⁠ projector was still​ off from before.‌

[Production⁠‍ / Presentation / Distribution: Labyrinth Pictures‍‍⁠ Co., Ltd.]

And‌​‌ even so, the‌ screen displayed the‍⁠ image perfectly.

[Will​‍ spring come to‌ Seonghwa High School‌​ as well?]

A title with an⁠​ elegant font.

The​‌⁠ moment I saw⁠‍ it, my blood⁠​ ran cold.

“Huh?​ Seonghwa, ah—”

Choi‌‍ Jaeha fell silent‌ when he saw⁠‍‍ my insistent gesture.​

I looked back at⁠‌‍ the screen.

The​‍ hand with which​ I was gripping‌⁠‍ the armrest was‌‍​ sweating.

「Hey.​ What’s for lunch‌‍‌ today?」

「Kimchi​‍ duruchigi.」

「Oh!‌​​ Duruchigi! I’m going⁠‌⁠ to serve myself⁠ a lot. What​​‍ else?」

「Tofu,​ seaweed salad, steamed⁠ egg, black bean‌⁠ rice, and bean‌‍‌ sprout soup.」

「Ugh,‌ I hate bean⁠ rice.」

Seonghwa​⁠​ High School was⁠⁠​ the most famous‌ in the country.⁠

「Hey,‍ but what’s with⁠ that guy? What⁠‍ kind of weirdo‌‍ is that now?」​

「Hey‌⁠ guys, aren’t you⁠ tired of self-study?​​ If you’re going‍‌⁠ to keep talking,‌‍ then I’ll continue⁠ the class.」

「Ah,​‌⁠ teacher, it’s not‌​ that… there’s someone‍ standing outside the​⁠ door. He’s wearing​ a strange mask.」‍‍

「Huh?⁠ ……Did you come​​⁠ for something? But⁠ in front of‍‍⁠ the teacher you‌ should take that⁠​ off—」

「—Aaaaaaaah!」‍

An‍⁠ invasive maze that‍‌ was resolved with⁠⁠⁠ the death of⁠ more than 200​‍‍ students and faculty.⁠​

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