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Surviving in an RPG Maker Horror Game Chapter 12: An Invisible Wall

Chapter 12: An Invisible Wall

I couldn’t help but⁠‍ let out a hollow laugh.

Seeing⁠⁠ my expression, Dayeon⁠⁠ brought her face⁠‍​ close to mine.‍​

“What’s⁠⁠ wrong? You look⁠​‌ bothered.”

“…Are⁠‌‍ you seriously asking‌‌ me that?”

I brought up the⁠‌ message for Key‍⁠ Number 1 again.⁠​

[Key‌​ Number 1]

【Small⁠ key. The number‍ 1 is engraved‍‌ on the surface.​⁠‌ There’s a small‌ notch as if‍ it could connect⁠‍‌ with something.】

Key‍​ Number 1 had‌ a line of‍ text that Key‌‌​ Number 2 didn’t.​⁠⁠ Just as I suspected, the secret⁠⁠‍ lay in this​ key. I almost‌⁠ overlooked that detail.‍‍‌ And that was⁠‍‍ intentional—Dayeon had planned‌‍‌ it that way.​

“Relax⁠ that face.”

Dayeon​​ took the corners‌ of my lips‌⁠ with her fingers‌‍ and forced me⁠ to smile. Of​‍ course, I wasn’t⁠‌ even close to⁠​ laughing. I was‌‌ more on the⁠ verge of blowing⁠‍ up.

“You⁠‍ planned this all​‌ out, didn’t you?”‌

“What?”‍

Dayeon‍ tilted her head⁠‌​ as if she‍⁠‌ didn’t understand anything.‌ Her face remained⁠ expressionless. Her blatant‌​‌ act made my‍⁠ stomach churn.

“You​‌‌ said you checked⁠​ all the locked‍ doors in the‍ school.”

“Yes.⁠‌‍ And?”

“That‌⁠ had nothing to‌​ do with this‌‍‍ key.”

“Yes.‍‍⁠ And?”

“…”‌‌⁠

Ugh.⁠ Those sharp, wide⁠‌ eyes clearly showed‍ she didn’t think‌‍‌ she had done‍ anything wrong.

My⁠​⁠ head started to⁠‌‍ hurt. Was this​​⁠ what she meant‌‍ by her ‘test’?‌

The‌ secret file room‍ was just a trap meant to‌‍⁠ mislead me about⁠ the key’s use.⁠⁠

‘She⁠ wants me to​‍ think differently.’

I took out Keys⁠ Number 1 and‌ 2.

And⁠⁠​ then a new‍‌ message appeared.

[Would‍‍⁠ you like to‍​⁠ combine the two⁠‍ items?]

…Knew⁠ it.

I’d‍​⁠ finally found the​​‌ true function of​​⁠ these keys. I inserted Key Number‍ 2 into the‌​⁠ slot on Number‍⁠ 1—they fit perfectly.‍

Click.‍‌

[You‌ obtained the Secret​‌ File Room Key​‍ 1.]

‘Got⁠​ it…’

[Secret⁠ File Room Key‍ 1]

【A‍‍ key made by​‌ combining two small‌‌ keys. Used to⁠‍⁠ open Secret File‌⁠ Room 1.】

Just‌‌ as I deduced.​ I finally had​⁠​ the key to‌‌ the file room.‌‍​

Dayeon‌ clapped lazily.

“Congratulations.‍‍ You passed the​​ test.”

Then‍​ she pulled out​⁠ another key from⁠ her clothes. It⁠⁠ was about the⁠‍‍ same size as⁠ the one I’d​ just assembled. Dayeon‌‌ twirled it between‍ her fingers.

“What​‍​ kind of key⁠‍‌ do you think​ this is?”

Looking‌⁠ closely, it had​⁠ the number 2 engraved on it.‌‍​ Obviously.

“The‍ key to Secret​‍ File Room 2.”‌​⁠

“Correct.‌​ Smarter than I thought.”

“You⁠ thought I was‌‍ dumb or what?”⁠‌

“Want​‌ a prize?”

She⁠​​ pulled out a pen and scribbled⁠⁠​ something in her‌‍ notebook. Then she⁠⁠‌ tore out the​​‍ page and handed‌‌ it to me.‌

“Here.”⁠⁠​

“What’s‍‍ this?”

“Your‍ prize.”

I accepted it, puzzled.‌⁠

[You‌⁠ received a prize‍ from Jin Dayeon.]‌

The⁠ contents of the‍⁠ page were incredibly‍​ simple. Just a red doodle that‌‌ read: ‘Great job!’‌‌

Why⁠​ did that count​ as an item?‌‍⁠ I took the⁠⁠​ paper with a sigh.

“Didn’t⁠ like the prize?”‌‌

Dayeon​ stared at me.‌​‍ Who would enjoy​ getting something like⁠‍‍ this? For a second, I thought​ about tearing it​‌‌ up, but ended​ up putting it⁠‌ in my pocket​‍‍ out of respect.‍

“You‌‍‍ don’t look too⁠​‍ happy with it.”​‌‌

“Would​‌​ you be?”

“I⁠‌​ have another prize,⁠⁠ if you want.”​​​

Dayeon⁠ rested her right‍‌ arm on the‍‌‍ desk and leaned‍ forward. She looked‌‌ at me with⁠ a slight smile.‍​‌

“I’ll⁠‌⁠ grant you one⁠​‌ wish.”

That⁠​ offer came out‍​ of nowhere. The‌ idea was so‌‌ absurd, I snapped​ back immediately:

“…What​ kind of nonsense​ is that?”

“It’s​‍ your reward. You​ passed the test—you⁠⁠ deserve a prize,⁠​ don’t you think?”‌

Dayeon‍‍ spoke in her​‍‌ usual neutral tone.‌ With her, you​‍‍ could never tell​⁠⁠ if she was⁠⁠ joking or serious.⁠

‘A‍‍ wish, huh…’

A thousand ideas crossed⁠⁠ my mind. But‌⁠⁠ even that could⁠ be one of‌‍ Dayeon’s traps.

Now⁠‌​ was the time‌ to stay cool.‌ I needed to​⁠⁠ ignore any dirty‌ thoughts and keep‌​ my focus.

“My⁠​​ wish is to‍ get the hell⁠‍ out of this​‌ school. If you​‍ got that, follow⁠‍⁠ me without any‌‌ complaints.”

“Oh.”‍​

Dayeon​‌ let out a surprised sound.

“Didn’t‌ expect that. It‌​ was the opposite‌​​ of what I thought.”

“…Shut​‌‌ up.”

Finally,‍ she stood up.⁠‍‍ Calmly, she waved‌​ the key she​‍‍ held.

“Let’s​​⁠ go escape this‍⁠ school.”

She‍​ gathered her books⁠ and headed toward‌ the secret file‍‌​ room.

“Since⁠⁠‍ when do you⁠ follow orders so‍​ easily?”

“A‍​⁠ promise is a promise. What, is​‍ that a problem?”⁠⁠‌

“No,‌‌‌ just hurry up.”‌

I followed without another⁠ word. When we‌ reached the file​ room door, Dayeon‍ turned to look⁠‍‍ at me.

“There’s‌‌‌ still one final⁠ puzzle left.”

“Again?”⁠⁠

“Don’t⁠​ worry, it’s not‍⁠​ another test.”

She⁠⁠⁠ pointed to the‍ sign next to​ the door. I had it memorized⁠⁠‍ by now from​ reading it so‌‍ many times.

[When‍‍ both hearts become​‌⁠ one, the door​ will open.]

“Know‌ what that means?”⁠

Dayeon‌‍ asked, eyes full‍⁠‌ of intent. Based⁠ on my recent​​ reasoning, the answer‍ was obvious.

“Well…”⁠⁠ I started to‍​ speak.

But‌⁠ Dayeon scowled suddenly.‌‍

“Wrong.‍‍‌ Pervert.”

“…What​​ am I even‍⁠⁠ being accused of?”​

“The‍ correct answer is‍ ‘turn the keys‍⁠​ at the same‍ time.’ Not that‌ garbage you were​​ thinking.”

“No,‍​‌ wait—”

Dayeon​‍ accused me out​ of nowhere. I wanted to defend‍​ myself, but she​​​ didn’t even bother‍ listening.

“What‍‍ are you waiting​⁠ for? Insert the​ key already.”

“…Alright.”‌

I inserted the Secret⁠ File Room Key‌‍ 1 into the​ lock. Dayeon did‌ the same.

“When​​ I give the‌⁠ signal, turn it.​‍ One, two, three.”⁠‌​

Click.‌​

[You‌ used the Secret⁠‌⁠ File Room Key​ 1.]

Finally,⁠⁠ the door to​‌ the secret archive​‍ opened.

Dayeon’s⁠⁠‍ eyes widened in⁠ surprise.

“It⁠‌ opened.”

“Yeah,‍​ it did.”

Maybe​ for me it‌ was just another‍⁠ door opening, but‍⁠‍ for Dayeon, this‌‌‌ had to be‍‍‍ a special moment.‌ The secret archive​ was a puzzle⁠⁠⁠ that couldn’t be‍⁠ opened without two​‌ people.

That’s‍ why Dayeon had⁠‌​ been stuck in‌​ this library for​​ ten years. Now,‍‌‍ she’d finally opened‍⁠ a door she‌ could never open‍ on her own.‌​⁠

Even‍ if her face‌ showed no emotion,⁠‍​ maybe deep down,​‌ she was happy.⁠

“Let’s⁠​​ go in.”

“Uh-huh.”​‍​

We‍​​ stepped into the​ secret archive. It‌⁠‍ was more spacious‌⁠‍ than I expected.⁠​

I thought there were‍​‍ two separate archives‌‌​ behind the two​ doors, but it​ was just one⁠‍​ room. A room‌‍‍ with two entrances—a‌ rather inefficient design.⁠⁠‌

I examined the interior​‌⁠ silently. The layout⁠​‍ was very odd.​​⁠

Starting‍‌ from a decorative⁠ shelf in the​ center, the right​⁠​ side was clean​ and tidy, while⁠ the left side‌​‍ was a complete​​⁠ mess.

“If‌⁠‌ you’re gonna clean,‍ at least do​ it right.”

Of‌​‍ course, I had‌‌ ended up on​​‌ the messy side.⁠‍‍ The floor was‍​ completely covered in‌‍‌ books and trash,‌‍‍ with barely any⁠⁠ room to step.⁠‍‍

In‌​ contrast, Dayeon’s side‌​​ was so clean​ there wasn’t a speck of dust.‍‍

It‌‍⁠ was all because⁠ of the door​ order—door 1 led⁠⁠‌ to the left⁠⁠⁠ side, door 2 to the right.‍‍⁠ I picked the⁠⁠⁠ wrong door.

What⁠ crappy luck I have.

‘I’ll‍​ go to the‍‌ other side first.’​​​

It⁠‍​ wasn’t even possible​ to inspect things‌‌​ properly like this.​ I figured it​ was better to​‍ cross over to⁠ the clean side​‌ and assess the​​​ situation.

“What‍​ are you doing?⁠‍ Hurry up and‌‍⁠ come in.”

Dayeon​‌​ had already been​‍ inside for a while. I didn’t​​ know where she‌⁠⁠ got a cushioned⁠ chair from, but‍ she was fully‌​ reclined in it.‌‌

She‍ motioned for me‍‍​ to join her.‍​⁠ Her eyes were​‍ closed, looking extremely⁠⁠ comfortable. A blatant‍​​ provocation.

“What‍ is this? Are​‌ you mocking me?”​​​

I looked down at⁠⁠ the archive floor.‌‌ It was so​ full of books​‌⁠ and trash that‍‍ I couldn’t even​​‍ walk.

I struggled to take‍‌ a step, searching‌‌ for small gaps​ to place my‍ feet.

“Almost​ there.”

I was past the‍​​ halfway mark. With​ a good jump,‌ I could make‌ it.

I leapt toward the‌​‌ other side.

Thump!‍‍

Something‌‍‌ invisible blocked me.‌ I smacked my‌ forehead right into‍⁠ it.

From‍​‍ the pain, I fell backward.

“Ugh…”​​

Lucky⁠ or not, the‌⁠ pile of books​ cushioned the fall,‍⁠ so I wasn’t⁠⁠ seriously hurt. It​‍​ just hurt—badly.

So​​ badly I couldn’t⁠⁠‌ even scream. I rolled on the⁠‍​ ground, clutching my​‌‌ forehead.

“You‌ okay?”

Dayeon⁠ asked about my‌ condition. But her‍ expression was just‌‍‌ as cold as⁠⁠​ ever, like she‌ was saying it⁠ out of courtesy.‍‍‌

Plus,‍‍ she hadn’t moved‍​ an inch from‍ her chair. I guessed her comfort⁠ was more important‍​‌ than me—not surprising.⁠​

“Uugh…‌ What the hell​​‍ was that?”

Holding‌​ my head, I was dazed. I had a decent‌ lump on my​​ forehead.

“…What‍ happened just now?”‌⁠‍

Dayeon‌​ shrugged like she​ didn’t understand either.‍

“No‍‌​ idea. You just‍​ jumped, smacked something‌‌⁠ hard, and rolled⁠ on the ground.”⁠‌

“…I​​‌ see.”

What‌​⁠ a helpful description.‍⁠ And I thought‌​‍ she’d be useful.‌​ How naive of‍‍ me.

“Looks‍ like there’s an‌‍ invisible wall or‍‌ something.”

An​‌ invisible wall? Those‍⁠ words snapped me‌⁠‍ out of it.‍​

I carefully approached the⁠ center of the‌‍​ archive.

Thump!‍‍​

Just‌⁠ as I thought.​‍‌ I couldn’t cross‍ to the other⁠‌‌ side. As Dayeon⁠ said, there was‌ an invisible wall‍ right in front‌​ of me.

“What‌‍ is this…?”

I touched the wall‌‍‌ with my hand.‍‌

From⁠‌‌ the other side,⁠‍‍ Dayeon watched and‌⁠‌ commented,

“You’re‌⁠ good at that.‌ You look like​‍‍ a mime.”

I ignored her and‍​ kept examining the​​‌ transparent wall.

“It’s‌​ glass…”

Looking​‌‌ closely, it was‌ a glass wall.⁠‍ Not just any​‍⁠ glass—reinforced.

This‌​​ archive wasn’t a single room. It‌‌ was clearly divided​ into two spaces.​‌ The glass wall‌‍ in the center⁠ had created the​‌‌ illusion that it​‍‍ was one large​⁠ room.

“They‍⁠ were two separate⁠‍‌ rooms from the​ beginning.”

“That’s‍‍ why they’re called⁠ Secret File Room‌ 1 and Secret​ File Room 2.”⁠

Dayeon‌‍⁠ slowly closed her‍‌ eyes, still sitting‌‍ in her chair.⁠ Clearly, she had‌‍‌ zero interest in​ escaping.

“I‌ thought you said⁠ you were going‍​‌ to help me‌⁠ escape? Now’s not​​ the time to‌ lounge around.”

“Still,⁠‍⁠ there doesn’t seem⁠​​ to be any‌⁠ clues here.”

“Could⁠⁠⁠ you at least‌‍ pretend to search?”‌

“If‍ you really want…”​

Dayeon⁠‌‌ got up begrudgingly.⁠‌‍

She‌⁠‌ opened a drawer⁠‌‌ and pulled out⁠‌‌ a piece of‌⁠ paper.

“Found‍​⁠ one.”

“That‍ fast?”

Dayeon‍ handed the paper⁠ to me through​ a gap in​​⁠ the glass wall.​⁠⁠ There was a hole in the​⁠ middle, about the​⁠ size of a book, where objects‍‌‌ could pass through.⁠

The‍​‍ contents of the‌ paper read:

[Look‌ at each other.]​‍​

“…What’s‌ that supposed to​‍‍ mean?”

“Just‌‍ what it says.​‌ We should look⁠ at each other.”‌⁠

Dayeon​​‍ started staring at​‍​ me.

“What‌⁠⁠ are you doing?”​​‍

“You⁠ look too. Come​‍ on.”

“…”​⁠

I had no choice⁠‍ but to meet‍ her gaze. She⁠ was definitely looking‍​‍ at me, but​ her eyes were​‌⁠ strange—like they weren’t‌ really focused.

“…”⁠‍⁠

“…”‌‍​

Who‍‌​ knows how long​ passed? We kept⁠⁠⁠ staring at each​ other. But nothing‌​⁠ happened.

“…Guess⁠​‍ that’s not the​​​ way.”

“Yeah?”⁠‍‍

Dayeon​⁠​ agilely jumped onto⁠ the chair.

“I’ll⁠⁠‍ sit here while‌​ I think of‍ another way.”

“…Sure.⁠‍ Find the solution.”​‍

I averted my eyes,⁠‍‌ not expecting much.‍ I was the​‍ only hope here.​

I inspected the archive⁠ carefully.

‘Anything⁠⁠ glowing around?’

Even⁠⁠ though it was‍ a mess, there‍⁠ was probably at‍⁠ least one item.⁠ I began digging‌ through the scattered​⁠‌ books and looked⁠​ around.

Suddenly,‍⁠ I found something‌⁠‌ familiar.

[You​⁠​ obtained Ink.]

‘Oh.’​‌

Some‌‍ good news at‍‌​ last. I quickly⁠‍ took out my‌​ journal and used‌‍ the ink.

[You’ve‌ recorded your progress​​ so far.]

‘Whew.’‌

Now‌ I could relax.‍​ With my save‍‌ point updated, I had nothing to​‌​ fear.

“There’s‍ an item over⁠ here.”

Just‍⁠​ then, Dayeon seemed⁠⁠⁠ to have found‍⁠ something too. She⁠⁠ was holding a book.

“If‌⁠ it’s a book,‌‍‌ there’s tons in​​ here.”

“Yeah?‌⁠​ But this one’s‍‌⁠ different.”

Dayeon⁠ handed the book‌⁠ to me through‌⁠​ the hole in‍ the glass wall.​‍

It‌‌ had no title‍ on the cover‌​ and was marked⁠ with a strange,⁠⁠​ disturbing symbol.

At​ a glance, it​​ was clearly a sinister book.

[You‌​ obtained the Book‌ That Kills Upon‍ Reading.]

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