'We're in big trouble.'
What should I do? How do I get out?
In the dark kitchen, the director, who had barely come to her senses, tried to suppress the groans that were coming out of her mouth and looked around.
The kitchen that she always saw, the place that once felt warm and cozy, has now turned into a place full of fear where something might jump out.
'How did I end up like this?'
It's been a while since she's been able to leave this orphanage.
It felt like two or three years had passed.
Of course, in reality, it had only been about half a year, but to the director, it felt like a long time.
During that time, the director was locked up here, unable to go anywhere.
'What on earth is going on!'
The director was so annoyed that she couldn't even raise her voice and just writhed in frustration.
Then, she felt a sharp pain and cringed, wincing.
“Augh...”
Her ribs were so sore that it was hard to breathe. On top of that, her legs were completely broken and she couldn't move them, and the pain was unbearable.
Nevertheless, the director was more afraid than hurt.
***
The things she had to endure while being locked up here were enough to drive the director mad.
It was not long after Simone ran away. The director was branded a fraud by the Occult Society, but she felt relieved.
She took Simone in for the support money that was paid based on the number of orphans accepted, but there wasn't a single day that she didn't regret it.
Simone, she hadn't really done anything to harm the director, but just looking at her black hair and those piercing red eyes was extremely unpleasant.
With that kind of appearance, she was a necromancer, so of course she wasn't adopted until she was older, and it was a waste to even let food go into that child's mouth.
The director thought that all the misfortunes surrounding her were because she brought that child into the family.
So when Simone ran away, it was a shame that one person's support money was immediately reduced, but since Simone was almost an adult, she was glad that one person was eliminated.
She never thought she would see that child again like this.
One day, the Grand Duke suddenly issued an order to close the orphanage.
The director and teachers had to close the orphanage and send the children away without even knowing why.
“What is this?”
“They say the Lord’s curse is being lifted, so now he’s not going to do small things like helping orphans. Well, now that the curse has been lifted, how big can he be dreaming?”
The orphanage was empty after the children were sent away. The director and teachers were cleaning up the orphanage while cursing the Grand Duke.
It was a shabby facility with nothing special, but when she tried to organize it, she found that there was a lot of stuff here and there.
It was already a long time to dispose of all the furniture and pack up all the belongings, and now she had to clean up the porridge and food she had given to the children this morning, so it seemed like she would probably be spending the whole day in this empty orphanage.
“What do we do now? Where should we go?”
“Why are you asking me that? You have to find your own way now.”
It was while the director was grumbling and struggling to move the large luggage she had carried into the yard.
"...Uh?"
The director turned her head and lost her temper at the strange voice of the teacher who had left first.
“What are you doing? Get out quickly! Don’t block the road and get out quickly!”
But the teacher didn't answer and just stood blankly at the entrance, staring outside.
The director took a deep breath and approached her.
“Why are you doing that?”
The teacher raised her hand and pointed to the door as if she found it absurd.
“Director...Please open the door.”
"Door?"
The director pushed the teacher who was standing there blankly away and opened the front door wide.
What they see outside the door is another wall and door.
“...?”
The director opened the door again in confusion.
Then again, there's a wall and a door. No matter how many times she open it, it's door, door, door, wall, wall, wall.
The director's face turned pale.
'Wall, window.'
The director quickly went to the window of a nearby room and tried to open it. Then, another window appeared outside the window, blocking the director's path.
The director looked at the teachers who were staring blankly at her, speechless.
By any chance, are they trapped?
“No way!”
The teachers rushed in and opened the doors and windows as if they couldn't believe it.
But no matter how many times they opened the door, only the door, not the outside, came out, and when they opened the window, only the window came out.
They are completely trapped here.
'What should I do with this?'
The teachers, who were almost in a panic and didn't know what to do, stopped moving when they heard a sound from somewhere.
Ss...
“What, what does this mean?”
"Well...."
Those who did not understand soon saw the owner of the sound and scattered screaming.
A woman without a lower body was crawling on the floor toward her.
“Gyaaaahh ..."
Not only that, ghosts of all shapes started to appear here and there.
***
From that day on, the torment of ghosts that she could never escape from continued.
As she was becoming increasingly withered and mentally exhausted, Simone appeared here in good health.
Unlike her, who was trapped here with nothing to eat, eating spoiled food and vomiting it up, the child has changed to look much better.
What on earth happened in the meantime?
She couldn't forget the cold gaze Simone gave her one last time before she and her group left the room.
The director, tied to a pillar and left defenseless, could not understand the situation at all.
Thud, thud!
The director pulled at her hands tied to the pillar, leaving her pain behind. It didn't seem like she could free herself at all.
After leaving behind the sudden bad relationship, all that remained was the fear of being tied up and left alone.
Left alone, this orphanage is filled with ghosts. Tied to a pillar and unable to escape.
'This is a big deal. This is a really big deal.'
The director's body trembled.
“It’s because of that b-bitch... That b-bitch Simone!”
Yeah, she was wondering why she was suddenly locked up in an orphanage and suffering like this, and it turns out that Simone was like that.
As expected, necromancers are sinister beings who should be executed as soon as possible.
Simone must have sent ghosts to her while running away when she found out that she was going to send her to the Occult Society.
'If you let me go, I'll kill you from then on.'
The director looked around with a venomous look.
Since it was a kitchen, there were quite a few useful things.
Like a knife hanging haphazardly on a kitchen table.
If she gets out of here, she'll stab Simone with that knife.
Swish- Swish
She held my breath at the sound of the director grinding his teeth.
“Ugh...”
This familiar sound.
The director trembled and looked straight ahead.
In the dark kitchen, something is crouching in the distance and slowly approaching her.
“Ugh... Please, save me... I was wrong...”
She tried to struggle, but she was tied up and her legs were broken, causing her so much pain that she couldn't even make a sound.
It slowly crawled towards her and finally reached the director's feet and reached out its hand.
A dark figure slowly revealed itself. A skinny child was hidden by long hair. The hair eventually grew to the bottom of the feet and wrapped around the director's feet, grabbing them.
“Ah, ahhh! ahh!!!”
The director screamed and tried to move, but her injured body, which had hit the wall, was unable to even move easily.
At that time.
Shut up-
From somewhere a suppressed voice full of pain was heard.
When the director raised her head in surprise, she saw a man with his skin completely peeled off from head to toe, staggering towards her.
"No!!!!"
No matter how much she screamed or struggled, it was no use.
The man, with blood oozing from all over his body, approached the director, soaking the floor with his blood, and hugged her tightly.
“AAAHHHH!!!!! Get off, get off!!!”
The pungent smell of blood and the pus flowing from him soaked the director's body, and soon the skinless thing began to breathe in pain and spit out unidentifiable vomit onto her shoulder.
When the director rolled her eyes and lost consciousness due to the shock and fear.
“Ugh! Ouch!”
The pain continued to the point where she suddenly regained consciousness.
She looked down as her ribs cracked and her stomach tightened, and she saw a long, tapered hand tightly wrapping around the director's abdomen.
Die
The nine-legged ghost didn't stop there but raised its long hand and wrapped it around the director's neck, squeezing her.
“Ugh, ugh! Ugh! Gulp!”
Meow- Meow-
In the corner of the kitchen, a pale little boy watches, meowing like a cat.
Shh shh shh! Ss...
A woman without a lower body appeared, walked around on her arms, and when she met the director's eyes, she turned around and quickly crawled over.
Another little boy next to him was running around the director and the pillar, laughing out loud.
“AAAAAHHHH!!!! AAAAAHHH!!!!”
The director screamed and screamed like crazy, but no one came to her aid and she could not escape from them.
The cracked ribs finally broke, and blood began to flow from the eyes, nose, and mouth as if the soul had been clouded by evil spirits.
Simone, or anyone else, is fine.
She wishes someone would spare her life.
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