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There Are No Humans in the Monster Company Chapter 2: First Day of Work

Chapter 2: First Day of Work

After‍⁠ the thick metal‌‌⁠ door opened with‍​⁠ a heavy rumble,‍⁠⁠ Sector D of‌⁠​ the Extraction Room‍ was revealed.

Following​​ those horrible laughs,‍‍‍ I slowly looked‌⁠ around.

One‍⁠⁠ cell, two cells⁠‍‍ the isolation zones​ stretched to a point impossible to​‍‌ distinguish, and inside​‍ them were things​​ difficult to describe⁠‌ with human language.‍​

‘Is⁠‌​ all of this‍⁠‌ real?’

The​‍ first cell.

The‌ first thing I saw when I opened my eyes‌​⁠ was a formless‌ existence.

It​ wasn’t black as​⁠​ though it absorbed‍‍​ light, but neither​ was it transparent.​‍‌

It⁠‌‍ was simply something​​ like waves that‌‌ constantly appeared and​​ disappeared in the‍‍‍ corner of my‌ vision.

The⁠‍‌ reason still remaining‌ inside me desperately‌ tried to interpret‌⁠ it as stains​⁠⁠ on the wall​‍ or an optical‍‌‍ illusion.

“It‍⁠ may only be⁠‍ observed. You must​‍​ not make eye‍​⁠ contact.”

Manager‍⁠‌ Myeon calmly explained‌ beside me.

And‍​ just as he⁠⁠ finished speaking, I made “eye contact”‌‍ with that thing.‌⁠

I don’t even know⁠⁠ whether it truly⁠‌⁠ had eyes.

But​‍ something inside me​‌‌ knew it with​​‌ certainty.

At‌⁠ that instant, it‌⁠‌ felt as though‍ the skin behind‍⁠⁠ my shoulders had‍ been peeled away‌‍⁠ like a shell.​

As​‌ if someone had​⁠​ opened my body,‍ inspected it, and‌​ then closed it⁠‌⁠ back up again.‌​‍

The​⁠‍ sensation of nausea​ made me place‌​‍ one hand against​ the wall while‍‌‌ barely turning my⁠ head.

My⁠​ eyes began reddening​ slightly.

One‍⁠ of Manager Myeon’s‍ seven faces smiled​‌​ while murmuring.

“At​ first everyone reacts⁠‌ like this. If‌‌‍ you feel like‍⁠⁠ you’re going to⁠​‌ vomit, there’s a restroom outside, so‍⁠ don’t hesitate to​‍​ let me know.”​‌​

His‍‌​ tone was kind,‍‌‌ but it only​​​ managed to churn⁠‍ my stomach even⁠‍‍ more.

Then⁠‌ they led me‌ to the next‍‍ cell.

Inside​​ was a group​ that resembled human‍​‍ beings far too​​ much, but definitely‍‌​ were not.

They‌ burned something covered⁠​⁠ in smoke, gathered‌‍​ the ashes, crushed​​ them, washed them,​⁠‍ and ground them‍⁠ over and over‌‍‌ again.

The​‍‌ fact that they‍ repeated the exact‍ same motions with‌⁠​ completely expressionless and⁠ mechanical faces sent‍​‌ chills down my‌‌ spine.

It‍ was like watching⁠⁠⁠ a gigantic gear.‍

As⁠ though they existed‌⁠​ solely to burn,‍ crush, wash, and⁠ grind, without any⁠ will or meaning‌ whatsoever.

One‍‌‌ of Manager Myeon’s​ faces once again⁠ showed a concerned⁠​ expression as he‍ asked.

“Your‍​​ expression keeps getting‌‌‌ worse. Are you‍​ really alright?”

“Ah…‍⁠ yes, I’m really​‍‌ fine. Thank you⁠‍ for your concern.”‍⁠

I answered with words​‍ that even I myself didn’t find‍⁠ sincere while forcing‌ my trembling legs⁠ to continue walking‌ behind him.

The​ next cell.

What‌ was growing inside‍⁠‌ a tank was​⁠ mold shaped like​‍ a human face.​‌

The⁠​ mold shook from‍ the roots while⁠ letting out a strange giggle.

Something​​ resembling a customer⁠ review window hung​‍‍ from the ceiling,‌​‍ where five stars⁠ glowed forming a smiling face.

In​ the cell next‍⁠‍ to it was​ a sealed box.‍⁠

And​‍‍ from inside, the⁠‌ crying of a child with four‍⁠ mouths could clearly​‍‌ be heard.

‘Are‍ all these things​ those so-called dimensional⁠ entities?’

Manager‍​ Myeon spoke slowly,‌ following my gaze.⁠⁠

“Dimensional‍‌​ entities are company‌⁠‍ assets. Storing them,⁠​⁠ managing them, and‍‍​ extracting them. That⁠ is our work.”​‌

His​ voice was calm,⁠‌ but it concealed‌‌ a strange sense⁠‌ of pride.

“To‍ put it simply,‍⁠‌ they are infinite⁠⁠ raw materials. Sometimes​ power, sometimes knowledge,‍​ sometimes dreams themselves.⁠‍​ A treasure vault‍⁠‌ from which one‍​ only needs to‍‍‌ extract what is‍⁠​ necessary. And because‍‍ it is important‌ work, the rewards​​⁠ for employees are‌​⁠ also quite substantial,⁠⁠ including benefits and​ prototype distribution.”

One‌‌ of his faces​‌‌ smiled.

Another‌‌ wore a crying⁠​ expression.

And‍‍‍ another, panting as‌‌​ though burning with​‍ fever, continued speaking.⁠​

“But‌ at the same​‍ time, they are​‌​ dangerous. If neglected,⁠‌ this entire place​‍ could collapse.”

“I’ll​‍‌ keep that in⁠ mind.”

“Especially⁠‍​ damage to the⁠‌ extraction rooms threatens​⁠ the safety of‍​‌ the entire company.​⁠⁠ In other words,‌​ employee Jeong. It‍⁠ is directly connected​‌‌ to our lifeline.”‌‍‌

Instead​‍⁠ of answering, I simply nodded.

Inside​ my head, only⁠ one thought kept​⁠⁠ spinning.

‘They⁠‌ call this a company?’

Inside⁠ the isolation chambers,‍​ impossible forms twisted‌​​ once more.

Shadows​​ that crawled across⁠‌ the walls before⁠ vanishing.

Severed‍‌‍ arms floating in‌ midair.

Things⁠⁠‌ that wrinkled and​‌‍ unfolded their own‍ faces dozens of‌ times as though‍ made of plastic.‍​

I forcibly averted my‌‌ eyes.

If​‌ I kept watching,‍ it was obvious​ I would eventually⁠​⁠ lose my sanity.​​‍

Manager‍ Myeon nodded in‍​‍ satisfaction before concluding.⁠

“Very‌ well. We’ll end‍​⁠ the field tour​ here. Employee Jeong,​‌ I hope to​ see you working‌​⁠ at this company⁠‍ for a long‍​ time. Let’s do‍‍ good work together.”‌​

At‌‍ that instant, the‍⁠‍ seven faces displayed​‌ different expressions simultaneously.⁠‍

Faces‌​​ laughing, crying, screaming,‌ and swallowing hollow‌‍⁠ laughter.

Avoiding⁠​ all those gazes,​​ I hid myself‍ once again behind⁠ a blank expression‍‍⁠ and forcibly replied.‌⁠⁠

“Yes.⁠⁠‍ I’ll do… my‌​‍ best.”

***‌​⁠

After​​‌ leaving the extraction​‌​ room, I walked‌ following Manager Myeon.⁠‍

Extraction‌⁠​ Team 1.

Toward‌⁠ the department office‌⁠‌ where I would⁠⁠ end up working.‍⁠⁠

“Go​​​ ahead. Employee Jeong,⁠ this will be⁠⁠​ the place where​⁠ you’ll be trapped⁠‍​ until you get‍ tired of seeing⁠⁠ it.”

The‌ first thing that⁠‌‌ brushed against my​‍​ nose was incredibly​⁠⁠ typical office air.‌‌⁠

The⁠ dry wind from‍ the air purifier,​ the smell of⁠‌ copier toner, and​‌ a faint aroma⁠‍ of coffee.

If⁠⁠​ I had to‌​‍ summarize the office‍ in one phrase,​‌‍ it would be⁠‍ “moderately normal.”

Dual​​‌ monitors, partitions, a shared printer.

Aside⁠‌ from Manager Myeon‌ standing beside me​​ and a few‌⁠⁠ rather peculiar objects​‍ on the desks,‌‍‍ the structure was​⁠ that of an‌‍​ ordinary office.

As‌‍⁠ I carefully stepped​​⁠ inside and continued​​ observing, I noticed​‍ there were a total of six‌‍‍ desks.

The​​ one closest to‌‌ the window, impeccably​‍ clean to the‌ point of seeming​‌‌ obsessive, belonged to‌ Manager Myeon.

He‌ sat down familiarly​ and pointed toward‌ an empty space​ in a corner.‌‍​

“That⁠‍ will be Employee‍​ Jeong’s spot. All⁠ the supplies are‍ inside the drawer,‌ so check them​ over. I also⁠ added a few‍ extra things you‍​​ might need.”

“Yes,‌​‌ thank you. I’ll‍‍ take a look.”​

As‍‍ I nodded and​​ walked toward my​​ spot, I quickly‍​ inspected the other⁠‌⁠ four desks.

The⁠​‍ first one that​⁠⁠ caught my attention‌⁠ was covered with‍ flowerpots and plants‍ to the point​​ that it resembled‍‌‌ a jungle.

It‌ didn’t look like‍​ a simple hobby.​‍

The⁠ pots were piled​⁠ up so heavily⁠‌⁠ that there was⁠‌ barely any free⁠ space left, and​⁠‍ that created a strange feeling of⁠ reverence.

The‍‍‍ next desk was​ decorated with gothic⁠⁠​ ornaments so extravagant‍‍ they bordered on‍​ excessive luxury.

A golden candelabrum, a red velvet tablecloth,‍ and a fountain⁠ pen that looked​ like it belonged⁠ to a medieval‌⁠ noble.

Rather‌‍ than the desk⁠⁠ of a modern‍ office worker, it‌ looked like the‌⁠ private study of⁠‌ some aristocrat.

In⁠ contrast, the third‌​ desk was completely​‍‌ normal and messily⁠⁠​ disorganized, with post-it​ notes and parts​‍ scattered everywhere.

It⁠⁠ either belonged to⁠⁠‌ someone extremely absentminded​ or incredibly lazy.‍⁠​

And‍‍​ finally, the last⁠ desk.

The‌​ moment I saw‌‍ it, I couldn’t‍‍​ help stopping for​​ an instant.

In​​‌ one corner were‍‌‍ unrecognizable bones tossed‌​ around carelessly, as​ though they had‍⁠⁠ just finished butchering‍ something.

And‌ when I noticed‍ the black stains​‌⁠ of dried blood‌​ stuck between the⁠‌​ half-destroyed keyboard keys,‍‌ I arrived at‌ a clear conclusion.​

‘There⁠⁠ isn’t a single⁠⁠​ normal one here.’​​‍

Just⁠⁠⁠ looking at the‍ desks was already​‌‍ making my temples⁠​ ache.

“Is​‌ everyone out?”

I asked while setting‌ down my belongings,​​ and one of‍ Manager Myeon’s seven⁠⁠⁠ faces answered with‌‌⁠ a kind smile.‌

“Extraction⁠ Team 1 is‌‌ composed of elites.​‌⁠ Everyone is busy‌‍⁠ with their respective‍ tasks. You’ll meet​‌ them soon enough,⁠‍ so there’s no⁠⁠ need to be​⁠‌ in such a hurry.”

“…I‌ understand.”

“The‌‍​ proper thing would‍‌‍ be to explain‍⁠ everything to you​⁠ personally step by⁠​ step, but today‍ we’re delayed with​​ the materials that‍​ need to be​‌ sent to the‌​⁠ Refinement Department. That’s​‍⁠ why everyone went‌​⁠ out into the​ field. I’ll also‌​‍ have to step‌‌ out again a little later.”

Manager⁠ Myeon’s seven heads​ looked at the‍​‍ clock simultaneously.

Accompanied​ by the ticking⁠‍⁠ sound, his voice‍ also began speeding‍‌‍ up slightly.

“Well‍​ then, for now⁠⁠‌ there should be⁠‌​ a document called​ New Employee Guide‍​‍ on the desk.‍ You’ll also find‌‍ various additional materials,‍‌⁠ so it would‍‍⁠ be a good‌‍ idea to check​‌ the company intranet.‍‌⁠ Excel templates, report‌‍ formats, and things‌ like that. I assume there’s no‌​‌ need to explain⁠‍⁠ the basics of‌ office work to⁠ you, right?”

“Yes.‌ I’ll make sure​ to learn it.”‍

Manager‍ Myeon pointed at​ the monitor with​‍‌ his pale fingers.‍​‍

“Perfect.⁠​ I have expectations‌ for you. Ah,​‍ and when you⁠‍ have time, fill‌‍‍ a cup with​ water from the⁠ dispenser and pour‍ it onto the⁠‌ plants on that‍⁠ desk.”

As‌ though he didn’t⁠⁠ even expect a response, he returned‌ to his seat.​

I remained motionless in‍​ my spot, watching‌ his back move‌ away.

Suddenly,‍ I couldn’t even‌ remember whether I had been breathing⁠ until a moment‍​ ago.

Only‌ after taking a deep breath did​⁠‍ I confirm it.‍

Ah.​⁠‌ Right, I’m still​ alive.

‘What⁠​ the hell was‍​‌ everything I just‌​‌ saw?’

Dimensional⁠‍ entities? Extraction? Management?⁠‍

I couldn’t even imagine‌​​ what kind of‍ work I would⁠‌​ have here.

I sat in front⁠ of the monitor‌⁠ Manager Myeon had⁠‍ pointed at and‌‍ placed my hand⁠⁠ on the mouse.⁠

The‌‍ cold texture of⁠‍ the plastic transmitted‌⁠ itself into my‌⁠⁠ palm.

The‍‍‌ desk was more​⁠⁠ normal than I expected.

But‍‌ standing out strangely‌‍⁠ in the center‍⁠⁠ was a red‌⁠‍ folder, as though‍⁠ it had been‍ created by dropping⁠ a single drop‍ of blood onto‍‍ the screen.

[New​ Employee Guide]

When‌ I double-clicked it,‍​‌ dozens of organized‌‍​ documents appeared.
I opened the⁠‍​ file located at‌‍​ the very top,‌ titled:

[(Ltd.)​ Limited Company Where⁠ the Dead End​⁠ Up with Ghosts⁠ — Standards for⁠‍​ Identification and Classification​​‌ of Dimensional Entities]⁠​

Dry‌⁠‌ white letters appeared‍ across the black​ screen.

==========​‌

Dimensional​⁠ Entity Classification Criteria​

Before⁠ carrying out any⁠ extraction, new employees​‍ must first identify‍​ the target’s type‍‌ and follow the‍​⁠ corresponding response manual.‌‌‌

Biological​ Type: Forms that‍‌‍ imitate or parasitize​​ organic structures from​⁠‍ existing ecosystems.

Object‌ Type: Forms in‌ which anomalies have‍‍‌ been added to‌ inanimate objects, machines,⁠⁠⁠ or fixed relics.⁠‍

Composite‌⁠​ Type: Forms where‌⁠⁠ two or more​‍ classifications are fused⁠ together, displaying irregular⁠‌⁠ properties.

Mutable‍‍ Type: Forms whose‌​ appearance and rules‍‍‌ change in real‍​⁠ time depending on‌​ the surrounding environment​ or extraction progress.​‌⁠

Incorporeal‌⁠ Type: Forms without​⁠ a fixed physical​⁠​ body, existing as​ gas, liquid, shadow,‌​ sound, or similar⁠‍‍ states.

Conceptual‍‍‌ Type: Forms that‌​​ ignore the laws‍ of physics and⁠ manifest from faith,⁠ fear, disasters, or‍⁠‍ similar concepts.

Risk‌⁠‍ Classification and Extraction⁠​ Guide

The‍⁠‍ company classifies dimensional⁠‍ entities according to‍ management difficulty and​ potential threat level‌‌ as follows.

D-Grade:⁠ A level where‌ extraction can be​​ carried out safely‍ by simply following⁠​⁠ the rules. Primarily⁠​​ used as consumable⁠ resources for operating‌⁠ internal company facilities.⁠

C-Grade:‌ A level where⁠​‍ physical damage and‍ mental contamination occur​‌‍ frequently. Use of​ issued equipment is‍⁠ permitted, and for⁠‍⁠ new employees, work‌ under a supervisor’s⁠ observation is recommended.​⁠

B-Grade:​ A level where‍‍ improper management inevitably‍​‍ leads to death.​​ Supervision by at‍ least a department⁠⁠ manager or an⁠ experienced administrator is⁠‍‌ mandatory.

A-Grade:​​‍ A level where​⁠​ the rampage of⁠​​ a single entity⁠ can result in‍⁠​ a company-wide lockdown.‌‌ Access to isolation⁠ chambers is prohibited‌ without direct authorization‍​⁠ and intervention from‍ executives.

■ Grade: [Access to‍‍​ this data has​⁠ been restricted]

Mandatory‍⁠ General Rules for​‌ New Employees

Emotional‍ Synchronization Prohibited: All‌⁠ auditory and visual‍​ information from dimensional​ entities is merely‌‍ imitation. Block it‌ out.

Private‌ Contact Prohibited: Any⁠​​ unofficial experiment or⁠ contact not specified​‌​ in the manual⁠ will result in‌ immediate termination.

Mandatory‌ Reporting: If a dimensional entity displays‌⁠ any previously unseen​‌ phenomenon during work,⁠⁠ report it immediately​ and evacuate the​‌ area.

==========‌

I couldn’t keep reading⁠​‍ the remaining information.⁠⁠‌

Even⁠ after experiencing several‌ absurd things already,‌⁠ it seemed the‍ human mind simply‍‌ wasn’t designed to‌ adapt that flexibly.‌​⁠

While‌‍ rubbing my throbbing‌⁠ head and trying⁠‍‍ to forget the‌‍​ countless disturbing scenes​‍ I had witnessed​ inside the company,‌ a paper attached‌ to the office‍‍ wall caught my‍⁠ attention.

[Emergency​‌ Notice]

Access‌ to the third-floor​⁠ storage area is​‍‌ prohibited for this‌‌ week.

Two​⁠​ cases of dimensional​ distortion have occurred⁠‍ within the company.⁠‌​

If⁠ you encounter an⁠‍ existence identical to⁠ yourself, do not​‍‌ smile first.

That⁠ is not part⁠ of the verification‌ procedure.

— (Ltd.) Limited Company‍ Where the Dead​​‌ End Up with⁠⁠‍ Ghosts

“Haah….”​

I let out a sigh without realizing​‍ it and immediately⁠ shut my mouth⁠⁠ again.

Then,‌ with trembling hands,‍ I moved the‍‌​ mouse and continued​‌ exploring the company‌ intranet.

I wanted to find‍ out what kind‌​ of place this⁠‌‌ really was.

No…​
more than that,‌‌ I wanted to​‍ confirm whether something‌‍ that could truly‍ be called a “company” actually functioned‌ here.

[Limited⁠ Company Where the‍​ Dead End Up​‌ with Ghosts]

The‌ main page was‌​‌ designed completely normally.‍

But​ the contents hidden‍⁠ inside were absurdly​ far from normal.‌‌

[Announcements]​‍

If​ the vending machine‍⁠ in the fourth-floor​​ break room dispenses‍‍​ a red drink,‍⁠ do not drink​⁠ it.

Funeral‌ notice for Assistant‍‍ Manager Mok of⁠‍ Extraction Team 1 (scheduled resurrection date:‍ in 3 days)⁠

I am looking for​​ my left arm.⁠‌ Whoever has it,​‍ please contact the‍‌ Security Team.

Access‌ to the emergency⁠​​ staircase on the⁠ 377th floor is‌‌ prohibited.

‘I’m‌ seriously going insane.’​

The​ farther I scrolled​​‍ down, the more‍ it felt like‍ my sanity was‌⁠ slipping away.

The‍ cafeteria menu listed‌​‍ something called “Rainbow​ Energy Jelly.”

And‌‍​ on the internal​​​ club recruitment board‍‍⁠ were groups like⁠‌‌ the “Abyss Observation⁠‌‌ Club” and the‌ “Screaming Choir.”

If​ this were just⁠ some absurd comedy​‍ forum, maybe I could have laughed⁠​ it off.

But⁠⁠ the image of​⁠​ the extraction room​​ remained so vividly‍‍ burned into my​ memory that it‍⁠‌ proved none of​ those texts were‍ lies.

“…”​‌

I rubbed my dry​​⁠ face with both​⁠ hands and looked⁠⁠ back at the‍​​ monitor in front‌​​ of me.

As‍⁠⁠ I stared at‌⁠‍ my reflection in‍ the black screen,‍‍ only one goal​ began to solidify⁠‍⁠ firmly inside my​ mind.

‘I‍ need to quit.’‍

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