Seoul Object Story

With a swing of the doll’s fist at the containment room wall, the entire institute shook as if rocked by an earthquake. Due to such a sudden and unfamiliar vibration, I fell to the ground.

“Seoah Unnie! Are you okay?”

Researcher Oh Yerin helped me rise to my feet when all of a sudden, a strange laughter echoed through the air.

Cackle-!

The size of the doll inside the containment had drastically increased as it ran around the room wreaking havoc. It should now be clear to everyone just how strange the < Theme Park Invitation Doll > was. Previously standing at a mere one meter, the doll had now tripled in height, towering at a formidable three meters.

“Director Lee Sehee, if we don’t take any actions, the doll will become uncontrollable. If it grows by ten more meters, our containment room won’t be able to hold it anymore.”

“Ugh, what a pain in the neck. Was it a mistake to use death row inmates?”

The doll’s growth accelerated immediately after the death row inmates disappeared, and once it exceeded two meters in height, the doll displayed rampant behavior.

“Don’t worry! Everything will be fine. I’m sure the Reaper will do something!”

While everyone else had serious expressions due to the Object’s rampage, researcher Oh Yerin, just flashed a big bright grin.

I really should find out if the Gray Reaper can corrupt people’s minds or not…

Cackle-! Cackle-!

Suddenly, something strange came out of the Theme Park Invitation Doll’s mouth—a shredded finger, covered in blood. The doll proceeded to spew blood and human fragments—finely shredded flesh and dismembered fingers came pouring out.

“Oh? I’ve seen that ring before!” Researcher Oh Yerin exclaimed, pointing to the finger on the floor.

“Yeah, I remember! It belonged to that big guy who looked kind of shy.”

Fortunately, the doll stopped its growth after spitting the blood out.

“This is a significant issue. If it continues to grow with the death of each death row inmate, the research institute won’t be able to handle it.”

“If it grows two meters for every person who dies, It could reach an additional eighteen meters in height.”

Even if we generously consider the strength of the containment room’s outer wall, it could probably only withstand the doll until it reached ten meters. Therefore, it was imperative to urgently devise a plan in case of a containment failure.

“Reaper! Hurry up, rip open its gut and get out!”

However, Director Lee Sehee didn’t seem to have any intention of doing so.

Hah… it seems the Gray Reaper really can corrupt minds…

***

I woke up on a bed so comfortable that it actually made me uncomfortable.

“Whew.”

I took a deep breath as I looked around the place. It’s really comfy, I’ll give them that. But I wasn’t about to get too comfortable in the belly of the beast.

Objects interested in humans? As if! From what I had heard, most of those Objects were just looking to off some humans, and one of those Objects gave an invitation to humans? Pfft, I wasn’t falling for that one. Of course it’d be some kinda death trap.

Suddenly, the door of the room opened, and a mannequin, with the same face as that stupid doll from the containment room, came in and greeted me politely.

“Ah, so our guest this time is a cool woman with tattoos, huh? Well, well, welcome, dear guest. Welcome to the Smile Theme Park!”

The mannequin had a real friendly-like atmosphere, but I wasn’t buying it for a second. Let’s see what kinda game you are playing here.

“Ah, you are quite the quiet guest, aren’t you? Here, please take this before you start enjoying the delights of our theme park.”

What the mannequin handed me was just a piece of paper full of circles to stamp on.

“What’s this paper for, huh? Is it really necessary?”

“I can’t say for sure. It’s not necessary, but it might come in handy if you ever plan on getting out of this theme park alive.”

So, according to Mr. Plastic Brain here, I can only escape if I collect all nine stamps.

“Okay, then. Lead the way to the ‘fun ride’ where I can get that stamp, pronto.”

There was no time for dilly-dallying. I wasn’t even sure if I was going to make it outta here in one piece, so I gotta keep pushing forward confidently.

“Well, well, isn’t that a shame, my dear guest? Turns out, this room right here is also a ‘fun ride’ where you can get yourself a stamp. Sorry to break it to you, but you can’t leave right away.”

Following the finger of Mr. Plastic Brain, I spotted a piece of paper hanging on the wall, plastered with all sorts of room rules.