They lied to me to deal with the aftermath, but they actually asked me to die.
I am a cleaner outside the closed area, responsible for finishing, transporting, disinfecting and washing the floor of the accident site.
We do the dirty work, the tiring work, and the work that can easily lead to death.
That day I received a high-subsidy task, which was rated "normal and low risk."
As a result, I discovered after entering the scene:
The door is alive.
The box cannot be touched.
The dead will rise.
And I can actually see where there is a dead end and where there is still life.
I survived the accident by relying on this pair of suddenly "problematic" eyes.
From that day on, I was completely drawn into another world.
The General Administration wants me to shut up.
Gray Chain wants what I have in my hand.
Someone lies on the accident report.
There is something, too, starting to look for me along that door.
They all thought I was a peripheral consumable who was lucky enough to survive.
But they don't know-
I can see the rules.
We can also see who is taking human lives to fill the hole.
