Got Dropped into a Ghost Story, Still Gotta Work

Chapter 137

Go Yeong-eun was my calm and collected peer.

That much, I knew for sure. Even when we first woke up in that insane subway during the entrance test, or later when we escaped that deranged art exhibit pulling out visitors’ eyes, her composure had never wavered.

But now, as she stood on the stairs leading to the infamous “fourth floor” of this cursed mart...

“She’s a person, right?”

The student’s trembling voice cut through my thoughts.

Too calm.

Go Yeong-eun didn’t flinch, didn’t react to the student’s scream or question. Her pale face remained expressionless.

She stood there, silent, looking down at us from the stairs.

Wait.

...She’s standing on the stairs?

Hold on!

Didn’t the door to the third floor disappear as soon as someone climbed those stairs? Wouldn’t that mean she couldn’t return on her own?

I spoke, cautiously.

“Agent?”

No response.

“Yeong-eun?”

She opened her mouth.

“Welcome to Lucky Mart!”

I immediately pulled the student behind me and gripped the door.

“Agent.”

“Thank you for shopping with us!”

The figure on the stairs began to stumble down toward us.

It was Go Yeong-eun.

Or rather... something wearing her face, moving like a Lucky Mart employee.

Shit...!

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