Seoul Object Story -
Chapter 59: Theme Park: Epilogue (1)
The Bucheon Research Institute site gradually stirred to life, bathed in the warm embrace of the morning sunlight that chased away the cold cobalt hues of dawn.
The hush of early morning was broken by the sound of light footsteps.
“The Smile Theme Park Leaflet incident has been solved!”
The blonde young lady, her cheeks flushed from running too fast, handed Agent Black a newspaper.
< Breaking News: The ‘Smile Theme Park Leaflet Incident’ Resolved! >
< In an Official Statement released just moments ago, the government revealed that the ‘Smile Theme Park Doll’, which was being contained at the Sehee Research Institute, has been completely destroyed as of 2:00 AM this morning. >
The newspaper that the happily smiling young lady handed to him contained an article detailing the conclusion of the leaflet incident.
Agent Black received the paper with a subtle smile and addressed the blonde young lady, who was still catching her breath, her hands resting on her knees.
“I’m glad it’s over, Young miss.”
As Agent Black flipped through the newspaper, he came across a photo of a fierce-looking woman.
It was one of the death row inmates who were promised amnesty in exchange for being sent into an Object. Though she may have done it for her own survival, her actions had put the citizens of Seoul at ease.
“Ahjussi, does that mean we can be sure that it’s safe as long as someone escapes from an Object?”
“Normally, we can’t draw such a conclusion. The conditions for escaping and the ones for killing are often different.”
“Then why were the conditions for both the same this time?”
“That is because the two conditions coincided. First, the death row inmate escaped. And then the related Object lost its power and was destroyed. That is the first and most important parameter.”
Agent Black opened the newspaper and pointed out relevant information as he continued speaking.
“This is the testimony of the death row inmate who successfully escaped. She had to clear nine types of rides to escape. Usually, the more challenging it was to escape, the higher the chance of the escape and killing conditions aligning. Since she needed to clear nine types of missions to escape that theme park Object, it was on the more difficult end of the spectrum among the same types of Objects. That leads us to the second parameter, which is the difficulty of escape.”
Hmm hmm.
After listening to Agent Black’s explanation, the blonde young lady nodded as though she had grasped something.
***
As I opened my eyes, I was greeted by the oh-so-familiar ceiling of the containment room specially prepared for me.
I seemed to have been to the containment room by Sehee and Yerin as soon as I returned from the theme park yesterday…
Nom-! Nom-! Chew-!
A glance to my left revealed Yerin nibbling on my hair, while to my right, Sehee was hugging my arm as if it were the most precious of treasures.
I can’t move…
A thought crossed my mind—should I escape using the phantom form? Hmm, let’s just stay still today.
The theme park? Oh, it was a blast! But it was kind of quiet, it lacked the human element.
Plus, this bed was like lying on a cloud, so comfortable! The fire in my chest was also growing at an alarming rate. So, I guess a little more snuggle time won’t hurt.
Oh! And guess what? I picked up quite a decent ability from the theme park.
It was a very good ability!
Well, it’s not like super-duper strong, but more that it’s super-duper fun! I can now keep all the Golden Reapers with me, like a super big pocket!
When I closed my eyes, I could see a space full of Golden Reapers. Hmm, what should I call it? It had no name… Hmm, since it was a beautiful place, like the Garden of Eden, but full of Golden Reapers, then, I know!
The Garden of the Golden Reapers.
Imagine a realm where feasts of pudding and cake stretch into eternity, and a river of the richest cocoa meanders through, inviting you to dip your fingers in its velvety flow.
Envision a land where beds, as soft as clouds, sprawl as far as the eye can see, with Golden Reapers frolicking over them as if in a delightful golden dance.
Look up to a sky woven from the canopies on beds, where a gentle light bathes everything in a warm, tender glow.
Feel the air, always brimming with a dreamy essence, a whisper of magic in every breath.
It was a garden within a dream, a sanctuary woven from the threads of imagination, a space that exists beyond the tangible, one that could only be entered through dreams.
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