The chairman's insurance.
It was a guaranteed second life.
The insurance kept moving endlessly, searching for a safe place, with countless sentries in tow.
Find it inside the Backrooms, a place believed to be infinite?
It was practically impossible.
Though who knew? Some lucky person might just happen to drop right into the place.
Even if they did, it was as clear as day they'd die without shaking off the countless sentries.
That should have been the case….
[That precious insurance of yours. I found it.]
Baek San-a said she'd found the insurance...
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