Chapter 4
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[This fucking monster bastard is trying to fuck me? Hurry, help me..!]
I'm the person who said earlier that I ended up in a library, but I'm saying this again, seriously.
I seriously woke up this morning in a library with a strange rule sheet.
I'm asking again, seriously, because I want to take a photo, upload it, and get help somehow.
Tell me.. How do I take a photo with the status window?
[Comments - 26]
Anonymous 1 : What? You're getting fucked by a monster?? Should I drop my pants right now?
ㄴ Poster : No, man. Please.. My arms and legs are all tied up, and you still want to do that??
ㄴ Anonymous 1 : What the hell? How do you know all that? Is my nickname showing separately?
ㄴ Poster : Yeah.
ㄴ Anonymous 2 : Yeah, your nickname is showing.
ㄴ Poster : No, just tell me how to take a photo.
Anonymous 3 : I came after seeing the title and expecting something.. Why aren't you getting fucked..
Anonymous 4 : I wondered if you'd get fucked if you went outside during the lockdown, but this was just bait..
Anonymous 5 : Boo~ How cowardly, using such low-grade bait. You think we'll fall for low-grade bait like this?
ㄴ Poster : Didn't you fall for it and come here?
ㄴ Anonymous 5 : Yeah.. But if you say you're getting fucked, I'm curious, you know.
ㄴ Anonymous 8 : ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
Anonymous 6 : If I seriously tell you how, will you end this boring roleplay?
ㄴ Poster : For real, I'm not roleplaying, but yes, it'll end.
ㄴ Anonymous 6 : Enter CA in the status window's input field and take the picture. The photos you take are collected under PE. It's linked to the gallery and photo album, so you can upload photos easily too.
ㄴ Poster : Thanks thanks thanks thanks thanks thanks thanks thanks thanks thanks
ㄴ Anonymous 2 : It was a pretty fun newbie roleplay, so why are you doing this?
ㄴ Anonymous 6 : The most recent newbies couldn't endure it and all died. Because of that, newbie roleplay is a little distasteful now. You're doing this even though you know they all died.
Anonymous 7 : You bastard, you know how to bait people. Write a novel here. I give you permission. Make it roughly about a man TSing into a woman.
ㄴ Anonymous 2 : Ugh..
ㄴ Anonymous 3 : We really need to find out this guy's true identity. Who is he?
ㄴ Anonymous 9 : Anonymous 3 came to watch a person get fucked by an anomaly, while Anonymous 7 wants to see a man TS into a woman—what a truly majestic battle that makes my tits swell with pride..
ㄴ Anonymous 4 : What?? Your tits are getting majestic?? Send pics, hehe.
ㄴ Anonymous 9 : ㅗ
Anonymous 10 : Looks deliciou-s
ㄴ Anonymous 4 : Tits are delicious, though.
ㄴ Anonymous 10 : Not that
ㄴ Anonymous 4 : What else could be delicious, then?
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Apparently, I had to bait people with the title.
I thought at least one of the many people drawn in by the provocative title would help me.
“Let's see.. If I enter CA in the input field. Oh, this is just like a phone.”
As the community instructed, I entered CA in the input field.
I confirmed that a camera capable of taking photos had really turned on.
Since I had confirmed that the camera was there, all I had to do now was take a picture.
Creeeak-
I cautiously opened the door and checked what was beyond it.
‘..This is fucking terrifying.’
A library almost entirely swallowed by pitch-black darkness spread out before me, with only a tiny portion visible.
‘Got it.’
After taking a picture with enough of the library in the frame,
I immediately closed the door and lay down on the bed as if diving onto it, intending to write a post on the community, but only for a moment.
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Anonymous 10 : Looks delicious (edited)
ㄴ Anonymous 4 : Tits are delicious, though.
ㄴ Anonymous 10 : Not that (edited)
ㄴ Anonymous 4 : What else could be delicious, then?
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“Hmm? What the?”
When I returned to the community,
I realized that the bottom comment on the screen I'd been viewing had been edited, and I felt a little uneasy.
“..Wasn't he a user doing a roleplay?”
Anonymous 10.
He—whoever he was—had written his post strangely at first.
‘Looks delicious’ had been written as ‘Looks deliciou-s.’
‘Not that’ had been written as ‘That not.’
I'd thought he'd deliberately scrambled the wording as part of his roleplay, but now he had gone back and edited those jumbled posts?
Under normal circumstances, I could have just dismissed him as an eccentric person, but..
Being in this bizarre world, I couldn't help feeling that something about it was strange.
“He said I could send private messages too, right?”
Before writing a post, I pressed and held Anonymous 10's nickname,
and after confirming the function that let me send a message…
…
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[The photo probably won't be very clear since it's nighttime, but I'm trapped in this library right now]
(Photo)
It probably won't be easy to see since it's the middle of the night, but if you look at it knowing this is a library, you'll be able to make it out a little.
(Photo)
This is the rule sheet.
It's called Belliard Library. Is it really true that I can get out if I survive here for just one week?
Everything I said earlier is true, without leaving out a single thing.
Now believe me.
[Comments - 22]
Anonymous 1 : ?????????
Anonymous 2 : ????????????
Anonymous 3 : What?? No, seriously, what?? I put my pants back on for now.
Anonymous 4 : Is this fake? Did the status window have a photo-editing function too?
ㄴ Anonymous 3 : Isn't the fact that it doesn't what we're freaking out about right now?
ㄴ Anonymous 4 : Don't treat me like an idiot who doesn't know even that. Before I decide not to untie your wrists.
ㄴ Anonymous 3 : ???????????? No, seriously, is my nickname the only one showing separately??
ㄴ Poster : Yeah, I told you it shows.
ㄴ Anonymous 5 : This bastard thinks we're joking ㅋㅋ His nickname is actually showing ㅋㅋㅋ
Anonymous 6 : Wow.. It really is Belliard Library. Just seeing it brings back memories, lol.
ㄴ Poster : Have you worked at this library too, sir?
ㄴ Anonymous 6 : No?
ㄴ Poster : ?
ㄴ Anonymous 2 : Phone nostalgia lol
ㄴ Anonymous 6 : No, I just meant it brought back memories of going to a library when I was young or something.
Anonymous 1 : But why are you actually clearing a horror story.. Nobody said they were going in to clear one during exchange time, did they?
ㄴ Poster : I'm really someone who knows nothing about exchange time or the lockdown. This is honestly my first time here in my life.
ㄴ Anonymous 2 : But he really does seem like a newbie. Belliard Library wasn't among the horror stories we've discovered so far.
ㄴ Anonymous 1 : Then are you saying the first person to enter a horror story found and activated the status window?
ㄴ Anonymous 3 : Isn't that more of a horror story? Fuck, someone wakes up in a place overflowing with anomalies and shouts, “Status window”? In a place where one wrong move gets you killed, they shout “Status window”??
ㄴ Poster : I think there's some misunderstanding, but this place is fairly peaceful.
ㄴ Anonymous 3 : Look at this. He's a crazy bastard babbling about how peaceful it is in a horror story??
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“Why isn't there a single person who can help?”
Was it because I could sense the presence of other people?
Although I hadn't received any genuinely useful help, I felt strangely reassured, and I felt a little stupid for it.
“When I wake up in the morning, there should still be some useful information, right?”
It was currently 5:00 a.m.
I had to go to work at 10:00 a.m., and I really wasn't in a situation where I could stay up all night here.
I decided I couldn't endure the encroaching fatigue any longer, and I had only closed my eyes for a moment before opening them again..
“..?”
Before I knew it, the clock was telling me that it was 9:10 a.m.
“..What the hell, did I sleep?”
I seriously hadn't even realized that I'd fallen asleep, but.. the distinctive fatigue of just waking up lingered throughout my body.
“I did sleep..”
I realized that I had indeed fallen asleep.
“..The food has been refilled too.”
A new lunchbox had been placed on the desk as though it were the most natural thing in the world.
Perhaps.. to keep me from seeing it replace the lunchbox,
I began to suspect that some being here had forcibly put me to sleep.
“..I guess they don't intend to kill me. They didn't touch me while I was sleeping.”
Well, whatever..
Let's just consider them kind in their own way.
They keep putting food in here for me.
They even put me into a deep sleep so I wouldn't wake up while they were at it.
And they didn't kill me during sleep, when humans are at their most vulnerable..
‘..If they just hadn't kidnapped me, they would've been unbelievably kind.’
“Haaah..”
With those meaningless thoughts, I got out of bed and trudged over to the desk.
Hoping that something might have been added to the rule sheet, I looked down at it, but.
‘Nothing's really changed.’
After confirming that the contents of the rule sheet hadn't changed at all,
I naturally peeled open the lunchbox and shoveled in only the rice inside,
and just as I was about to check the community I'd visited yesterday..
“..What the hell? Why are there so many alerts?”
I wondered whether the comment flood on the post I'd written was still going on.
The alerts were increasing one by one in real time.. What was this..
“..What?”
[Unread Alerts : 4120]
[Unread Alerts : 4121]
[Unread Alerts : 4122]
[Unread Alerts : 4123]
[Unread Alerts : 4124]
[Unread Alerts : 4125]
[Unread Alerts : 4126]
Sensing something strange about the alerts increasing once every second, I immediately pressed the alert button.
When I pressed it, the alert button showed..
“..Huh?”
A message saying that a huge number of messages were arriving from Anonymous 10, whom I'd sent a message to out of curiosity the previous day, was displayed,
and among the unread messages..
[There are 4105 unread messages. : Where are you?]
[There are 4106 unread messages. : Where are you?]
[There are 4107 unread messages. : Where are you?]
[There are 4108 unread messages. : Where are you?]
[There are 4109 unread messages. : Where are you?]
[There are 4110 unread messages. : Where are you?]
[There are 4111 unread messages. : Where are you?]
The messages contained words that sent chills down my spine.
Ding~
[There are 4159 unread messages. : I foudn you]
[There are 4160 unread messages. : I foudn you]
[There are 4161 unread messages. : I foudn you]
[There are 4162 unread messages. : I foudn you]
[There are 4163 unread messages. : I foudn you]
[There are 4164 unread messages. : I foudn you]
[There are 4165 unread messages. : I foudn you]
[There are 4166 unread messages. : I found you]