Chapter 45
45 fury
Seventh Ghost Story - Psychopath Test (4)
flash-
[2019Tuesday, March 19,, 02：00]
[Lee Jun - 2nd episode]
[ghost story point : 136]
[causality : 10%]
Died after being stabbed in the stomach by a psycho.
Later, as soon as I returned to the middle of my dream, I jumped off the rooftop and woke up 7 minutes earlier than before..
2 am.
7minute fast time.
Instead of thinking, I immediately jumped out of bed, got up, and left the room..
Inside the house with the lights off, only the moonlight softly illuminates the living room..
‘ Isn't it there??’
I looked around quietly, but it was a quiet house..
Has the gunman not invaded yet??
I quickly looked at the front door..
The front door was closed, but not locked..
Someone in the family had accidentally left the latch slightly unlocked when coming home in the evening, and the door was left half-open..
And after a while.
I felt a presence right in front of the door..
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Sigh-
I quickly turned the handle on the front door.
I pulled and locked the door..
[Beep~]
At the same time, someone is pulling the door handle from outside..
Crash. Clap.
blocked.
I stopped him from coming in..
I barely managed to lock the door before breaking in..
Knock. Knock. Knock.
Just as I was about to sigh, there was a knock on the door.
Lee knocking sound.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
What should I do?.
Even if it is a psycho created by a ghost story... It is a door that is securely locked with modern technology..
There's no way he could come in..
it's safe here.
‘then.’
Knock. Knock. Knock.
I was afraid that my parents would wake up, so I lowered my voice and answered quietly to see their reaction..
“who are you?”
Then a neutral voice is heard.
“It's a person passing by. I need to use the restroom. Can you use it??”
“It's 2 am?”
“yes.”
“How urgent are you??”
“I'm in a bit of a hurry.”
“It's big?”
“Both.”
“You have to pay to use the bathroom at my house..”
“Oh, is that so? By any chance, how much
You noticed..
For a moment, I was startled without realizing it..
Step by step.
I heard him walking away from the front door..
Since they got caught, are they just going to leave?.
‘But this fucking bastard is real.’
[Beep~]
I opened the front door..
The guy stopped at the far end of the hallway and looked back in shock..
“Hey, you idiot.”
“Are you going already? little dog.”
The gunman walked back to our house with long strides..
“Yeah, fuck off.~”
[beep lyric~]
I quickly closed the front door..
Knock. Knock. Knock.
He knocks on the front door again.
“why?”
A monster without an answer.
After a while.
Step by step.
I hear him walking away again.
After measuring the timing, I open the front door again..
[Beep~]
“Did you think you were gone, you little bastard?.”
A gunman was hiding right next to the front door and stabbed the person with a knife as soon as the door was opened..
I also quickly stepped back and dodged it..
The stranger's hand swung a knife through the crack in the door, but was unable to extend it further and was struggling..
“I knew that would happen, so I put a safety ring on it, you idiot..”
“This... this bastard.”
A stranger wearing socks and taking off his shoes.
I made shoe noises on purpose, pretending to go.
Afterwards, he took off his shoes and quickly and silently hid next to the front door barefoot again..
“kill it!”
“Lower your voice, you fucking idiot. When my parents wake up, I immediately report them to the police..”
The guy behind the mask looked at me with cold eyes..
“Safety ring... Are you going to trust this? It takes less than a second to solve.”
Then, the man quickly picked up a magnetic booklet that had been placed in front of the door and attempted to unlock it by stabbing through the gap in the safety ring..
Clap, clap, clap.!
“This is a double safety ring.”
“I'm already hearing on TV that it's not effective these days. I changed it to double.”
“Oh, I see.……
The masked man in the barbarian coat stood blankly for a moment, glared at me once, and then turned around and walked away..
Step by step.
“Are you going? already?”
“You stupid bastard. “They say if you get caught, you’ll be thrown out right away.” Step by step.
“Take off the pepper, you idiot… It's really going?”
I'm going for real this time
‘Do you think I'll send it to you kindly, you idiot?.’
A crazy person who comes into other people's houses and randomly kills people..
I have no intention of letting go of the psycho bastard who hacked up my parents and stabbed me to death..
But if I were to fight honestly one on one, I would probably lose..
He's a psychopath who carries a weapon and doesn't hesitate to stab people..
Common sense dictates that it is better to call the police rather than just step forward..
but… It's probably no coincidence that he showed up today..
‘psychopath test.’
The ability to collect ghost stories gained as the club's level increased, and the C-level ghost stories collected through it..
That guy clearly came out of there..
In that case, without the need for hand-to-hand combat with weapons, wouldn't it be possible to use the ghost story to destroy it in some other way?.
To do that, we must first know exactly what kind of ghost story this is about..
All I did was some short psychological tests..
The content of this ghost story itself is still unknown..
‘···optician!’
Come to think of it, I took a picture of the psychopathy test and sent it to Kyungwon, but he fell asleep early before I got a reply..
I quickly opened my phone and sure enough, there was a KakaoTalk message from him while I was asleep..
I quickly checked Kyungwon’s KakaoTalk..
[Sorry for the late reply, I finished school late..]
[It's a psychological test sent by the manager. I looked it up out of curiosity, but it's not a test to identify psychopaths..]
It's not a test to identify psychopaths.?
What does this mean?.
I thought about it carefully and then KakaoTalk
went out to read.
[Robert Bundy, the psychologist who created the test strip, is a serial killer..]
[He majored in psychology at the University of Washington in the U.S., and under the name of a test, he cleverly hid questions on test sheets that could reveal the subjects' home addresses, then administered psychological tests to people around him and selected the right victims for him..]
[Look at those questions closely. In the questions that seem ordinary at first glance, elements that can subtly specify the address of the house, such as the rooftop or number of floors, are hidden..]
[The test is a test created by psychopaths to select victims..]
So this is a test created by a psychopath..
Let's summarize.
If I were to summarize the contents of the C-level ghost story I just encountered, ‘The Psychopath Test,’ the overall story would go something like this.
It's going to happen.
『It's a psychological test that tests whether you are a psychopath or not. I heard someone would do it for me, so I tried it without thinking, but it turned out that the person giving the test was a psychopath! I became a victim of a psychopath.』
“Phew.”
If the structure of the story is like this, what I have to do is clear..
Answer questions with the mindset of a psycho
All you have to do is change.
Then, the content of the ghost story changes as follows..
『It's a psychological test that tests whether you are a psychopath or not. I heard someone would do it for me, so I tried it without thinking, but it turned out that the person giving the test was a psychopath! But when I tested it, I was also a psychopath! The situation is moving inexplicably.…….』
···Is it going to be like this?.
It's like answering the question in reverse.
If I change the structure of energy, I will be able to rise from the position of a victim to an equal relationship with the bastard..
Even though I tend to use my wits quite a bit, the reason why I was subtly swayed by his pace from a while ago was probably largely because I was in the position of the victim in the structure of the story..
Ghost stories have the power to change people's perceptions and even manipulate situations and reality..
‘···good. Let's give it a try.’
I hurried into the bathroom and faced the mirror in the dark..
[You are alone in your room looking in the mirror. But you don't like what you see in the mirror. Why??]
“It's because the mirror is dirty. It's because of the mirror.”
I answered as if I was making a promise to myself..
Exciting.
Something… I feel something.
I had been in a constant state of tension because of the fight I had just had with the gunman, but the moment I reproduced Psycho's answers to the questions, I felt calmer.
all.
‘next. What was next?.’
I then quickly went to the veranda, opened the window, and looked down..
Grumbling-
Sure enough, the gunman from earlier was looking at me from the ground, as if he felt bad about just leaving like this..
A stranger who makes eye contact with me and threatens me by pointing his finger at me..
［You woke up in the middle of the night and went out to the veranda. I look down and see a man standing holding a knife.
I see this. You made eye contact with a man. The man suddenly raises his index finger and points in your direction..
Why did you do that??]
“I'm counting the floors I'm on.”
As I mutter that, I feel something in my heart again..
I feel like my way of thinking is gradually changing..
I quickly went to the kitchen..
[Immediately after, you are the first to go to the kitchen. Why??]
“I'm hungry.”
I opened the refrigerator and quickly ripped open the slice of cheese my dad had bought as a snack and put it in my mouth..
Now all the scary feelings are gone.
Gradually, only revenge fills my mind..
Because I used the ghost story in reverse, the psycho's way of thinking and brain slowly began to assimilate to mine..
Only a psychopath would answer those questions like that..
“Phew.”
How can I destroy that bastard?
Is this cool? Those dark and dark emotions are churning in my heart..
But in a desperate attempt not to lose myself, I reflected on my goal and swallowed the cheese I put in my mouth..
Then I quickly open the front door, go out into the hallway and take the elevator..
After getting off the elevator on the top floor, I ran up to the rooftop..
Clap-
Put away miscellaneous cleaning products and open the locked rooftop door..
And I quickly approached the edge where I could see the scenery well..
[In the middle of the night, you go up to the rooftop to get some fresh air. While taking in the scenery, something suddenly passes by behind you. What has passed??]
Psycho's answer was animals or the opposite sex.
Since animals are so unexpected, wouldn’t it be better to just have humans?.
“female. a woman passes by.”
After muttering to myself on that dark rooftop, I look back..
Hayun was standing there.
“Hello, Jun.”
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In an instant, I was assimilated into a ghost story and even though I had already deviated from my normal way of thinking, I was so shocked that I was speechless..
“why are you……
I'm gaping.
Hayun, who was standing in the moonlight, smiled casually and approached me..
“It's really high up here, right?.”
“···what.”
“wow.”
She cranes her thin neck to look dangerously down at the rooftop..
A few strands of black hair hang around her ears and flutter next to her slim neckline..
“Look over there. I'm a teacher.”
“teacher?”
At those words, I slowly walked next to Hayun and looked down..
It was a much higher position than when looking down from the house, but I could still see a little of the Barbary coat guy from earlier loitering around..
“Sir, I said?”
“huh. I didn't know?”
I didn't know.
There's only one way to check.
“···status window.”
I muttered to the monster far below..
Then.
Paat-
《status window》
Name: Jang Hwa-eun LV.1 [0/100]
age : 34
Title: Old Maid Mistress
Alignment: High Tension Special Ability: ??? eccentricity : ???
understanding : 40/100
also.
I'm a teacher again.
also.
also!
［Your understanding of the character Jang Hwa-eun has increased by 10..］
［The level of understanding exceeded half of the figure.
Yes. Information about quirks is revealed.]
[Character Jang Hwa-eun's quirk is 'possession'.]
“Possession? You can teach me quickly, damn it! I knew it already!”
Hayun looked at me while I was screaming hysterically..
“Damn, what the hell……
Huh, huh.
I'm so irritated and breathing heavily.
When he saw that, he playfully
Hehehe, Hayun laughs..
“cheer up~”
She closes her long eyelashes and smiles..
A mysterious female classmate who is bathed in moonlight on the rooftop of a local apartment building. It's a scene that doesn't feel realistic at all..
“Hey, but… why are you here suddenly……
When I stuttered and asked, Hayun just giggled instead of answering..
“I'm not annoyed?”
“what?”
“teacher.”
Hayun, unlike her usual self-controlled self, is giggling wildly in the moonlight as if she is having fun..
“You killed your parents. I'm not angry?”
“how do you do that……
“Screw it. Until I feel relieved.”
Hayoon, who is always classy, would never utter a low-class word..
But the pleasure that word gives stimulates my desire..
A crazy person who stabbed and killed my parents, who had lived a good life without any sin, for fun.
bloke.
Isn't it morally okay to play with a bastard like that?.
Hayun looked at my face turning red and started giggling even more frantically..
“Let’s make you throw away your poop and urine, Jun. So that I can never be possessed again and do something stupid..”
“···Just a moment, just a moment.”
“Let’s beat the teacher until he bleeds so he won’t do anything like that again, Jun.!”
“Shit, noisy! Just a moment, just a moment, just a moment……
Heo, heo, heo.
I barely managed to stop Hayun from speaking with my hand..
Every time I hear those vulgar words, I feel dizzy and can't stand it..
I feel like my blood is boiling.
How to play with a teacher.
Just imagining it seems like so much fun, my hands are shaking..
But even then, I shook my head desperately..
“for a moment. for a moment… wait a moment
only……
While I was already answering the questions in reverse, my way of thinking was slowly turning into that of a psycho..
As she instigates my desire, I gradually feel dangerous, as if I will commit something irreversible..
“You... be quiet, just for a moment.......
“Is something on your mind? Then you can turn back time later..”
“Then it's okay. It's okay if I turn back time. So let’s do it all, Jun. Ahaha.”
Hayoon is now laughing and hitting her knees..
“If anyone annoys you, kill them all. Is there someone you're pissing off? Screw it. Let go of your anger by stabbing and hitting as much as you want. Release your stress. All over the place! If I turn back time, it never happened!”
“Isn’t it okay to have that much fun while saving the world? Jun is a warrior! Ahaha. No one is harmed! Let’s go and let go of all our adolescent desires. So much so that I go crazy-”
“Noisy! shut up!”
dark rooftop.
The sight of Hayun pouring out vulgar words under the moonlight was more mysterious and beautiful than usual..
“What are you? Who is it?.”
Hayun just smiles instead of answering.
“status window.”
no reaction.
“status window!”
“Ahaha. Jun, Jun.”
no reaction.
It's still an illusion.
Seon-ah from earlier is not real, she is unconscious.
Just as she was a being in a dream created by a ghost story, the current Hayoon is not real, but an illusion created by a ghost story..
[In the middle of the night, you go up to the rooftop to get some fresh air. While taking in the scenery, something suddenly passes by behind you. What has passed??]
As I answered “woman” to that question, I subconsciously thought of Hayoon, whom I felt was closest to the image of a woman among the people I knew, and that just popped out in reality.
am.
“Get lost.”
“Jun, Jun. Ahaha.”
“Get lost!”
She smiles with her face turning red, wondering why she's so happy.
I left Hayun on the roof and hurried down to the house..
ghost story club
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