Go Yeong-eun was my calm and collected peer.


    That much, I knew for sure. Even when we first woke up in that insane subway during the entrance test, orter when we escaped that deranged art exhibit pulling out visitors’ eyes, herposure had never wavered.


    But now, as she stood on the stairs leading to the infamous “fourth floor” of this cursed mart…


    “She’s a person, right?”


    The student’s trembling voice cut through my thoughts.


    Too calm.


    Go Yeong-eun didn’t flinch, didn’t react to the student’s scream or question. Her pale face remained expressionless.


    She stood there, silent, looking down at us from the stairs.


    Wait.


    …She’s standing on the stairs?


    Hold on!


    Didn’t the door to the third floor disappear as soon as someone climbed those stairs? Wouldn’t that mean she couldn’t return on her own?


    If so…


    When did she even get here?


    No, more importantly—@@novelbin@@


    Why is she here in the first ce?


    Go Yeong-eun could very well be one of the two missing agents mentioned earlier. In fact, the “two agents” detail itself had been a clue. Disaster Management Bureau agents typically operated either solo or as part of a team.


    A pair often implied a senior-junior dynamic.


    But why?


    Why would a rookie agent be alone, standing on the stairs to the fourth floor, the center of this ghost story?


    Without her senior.


    For at least a week.


    Trapped on these stairs.


    “...”


    A chill ran down my spine.


    I spoke, cautiously.


    “Agent?”


    No response.


    “Yeong-eun?”


    She opened her mouth.


    “Wee to Lucky Mart!”


    I immediately pulled the student behind me and gripped the door.


    “Agent.”


    “Thank you for shopping with us!”


    The figure on the stairs began to stumble down toward us.


    It was Go Yeong-eun.


    Or rather… something wearing her face, moving like a Lucky Mart employee.


    Shit…!


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