Seoul Object Story

In the lonely halls of the Sehee Research Institute, devoid of the cute Reaper.

There I was, sweating buckets in the research institute site, which had suddenly undergone major construction.

Honestly, I wanted to join the investigation team to track down the Reaper, but senior Kim Jung-rwi stopped me from doing so.

If anyone were to see me in this state, wearing a safety hat while nailing something, they wouldn’t think I was a researcher.

No matter how small the research institute was, to think they would treat their researchers so harshly!

This construction was supposedly in preparation for a new Object that would be brought into our institute. However, I wasn’t sure if our research institute even had the capability to handle an Object that required such a large-scale construction.

I always thought of it as a research institute living off of the ‘Gray Reaper quarantine subsidy’, but it seemed like Sehee Unnie was considering expanding the institute.

“Woah! Is that all gold, sunbae?”

“Yes, all of it is made of gold.”

A massive golden nugget was brought into the institute.

Hmm, if it’s that big, then the price must be in the billions of won, right?

“By the way, sunbae. What even is that?”

“A kennel.”

“Sorry?”

“It’s a huge and extremely expensive kennel.”

What the… what did he say?

***

The Songpa-gu victim camp disaster in Seoul had ended faster than expected.

As I watched the memorial ceremony from a distance, I took a puff from my pipe, drawing the smoke into my lungs before exhaling.

I had fulfilled the government’s request.

Thus, the temporary position that was bestowed upon me for the ease of fulfilling the request was no longer relevant.

I had done everything I had to do, including removing the old man’s body from the scene and delivering it to the bereaved family.

Then why was I watching from a distance like this? Well, there was something that bothered me,

It was the fact that the camp was still under a lockdown even though it had been quite a while since the incident was over.

***

Numerous people dressed in white protective suits were walking around the victim camp where the horrific murders took place.

They were researchers from Trinity Research Institute, a joint venture between three research institutes.

They meticulously collected the blood-soaked butterfly corpses, placing them one by one in airtight containers.

Even though they only gathered the corpses in this manner, the amount was still substantial.

Beside the butterfly corpses, they also separated the human skins and belongings from the blood. The latter was classified as lost and found items, while the former was incinerated on the spot.

Next to them, an incense altar stood as a commemoration of the disaster.

The bodies of the victims, reduced to nothing but skin, were treated as if they were trash.

The fact that the researchers were collecting and burning the victims’ remnants next to the incense altar especially highlighted the precariousness of the current era.

The researchers were also investigating the destruction of the container houses present in the camp, fearlessly extracting data from the site, and digging up a lot of dirt.

Then, at one particular site, something unusual was discovered.