Entering W-FBC-0087

[Get up!]

Under the leader's cold gaze, another soldier came in front of the camera and kicked him hard.

Immediately afterwards, a cry of pain rang out.

It's that person in the orange shirt from earlier!

At this moment, in the footage, because of the kick, he supported himself on the table and shakily got up.

It seemed that the blow to the rifle butt had made him a little dizzy and unsteady on his feet.

Upon seeing this, the players couldn't help but feel relieved.

The first-person live recording made the team leader's cold gaze even more intimidating.

Even though they weren't being looked at, the players still felt tense.

Although I recovered quickly, the feeling remains vivid in my memory.

Most players shook their heads, repeatedly telling themselves, "This is just a video with a special technique; don't take it seriously. Don't take it seriously."

In the video, the team leader reached out and touched his ear.

Only then did the players notice the communication device plugged into his ear.

[Sorry, Doctor, there was an unexpected situation that delayed your progress.]

[Now that our detection has been completed, the experiment can continue. Of course, you can also choose to start it later.]

No sooner had he finished speaking than the doctor's voice rang out.

[It's okay, you did a great job, I should be the one cooperating with you.]

[Since that's the case, then...]

Before the doctor could finish speaking, he was interrupted by another voice.

It's the Orange-Clad Man!

His tone was flustered, and he immediately picked up the camera and held it in front of him, showing his tense and fearful face to the players in front of the screen.

[Doctor! Look at me! Look at me! I've worked at the Control Bureau for three years! I was only demoted for an operational error! I'm not a real D-Class Personnel; there's no need for me to do something like this! We can investigate together, right, Doctor? We can investigate together!]

Amidst the tense and rapid pace of the speech, the doctor's frustrated voice rang out.

[I told you we should have performed Class-A Amnesia first, then it wouldn't have been so complicated. But I'm worried he'll forget his research. It's really frustrating.]

Class-A Amnesia!

Players have once again spotted a familiar word!

This memory erasure, which appeared in "Skyhill"!

Good heavens, the Control Bureau already had this technology in the 1950s?!

That's incredible!

When exactly did they originate?

The 1930s?

Or was it the 1920s?

The players shook their heads and continued watching.

[D-8432, listen up, you'd better abide by the agreement with the Control Bureau. Cooperate with my experiment, and I'll submit your reinstatement application. If you don't cooperate, then I'll have no choice but to find someone just as smart as you.]

As soon as the doctor finished speaking, the players heard several gunshots of the safety being pulled, and the astonished look on the big face in front of the camera.

The Orange-Clad Man turned around, trembling, and glanced at the group of soldiers.

Then he turned back, his jaw clenched.

This vivid expression made the players in front of the screen feel sorry for him.

Your acting is really good!

[That Knock just now was definitely not simple. I've studied anomalies, so I naturally know what's going on. Doctor, I really don't want to go down there.]

Snap—

The Orange-Clad Man trembled at the sound.

This is

Gunshots coming from behind!

Warn!

This is a blatant warning!

The Orange-Clad Man clenched his fists, his expression showing struggle.

Finally, he managed to squeeze out a sentence through his clenched teeth.

I will cooperate with you! I hope you will abide by my wishes!

[Of course, D-8432, I'm glad you realize the gravity of the situation. That's why I hesitated for so long before deciding not to erase your memory; the Control Bureau doesn't have many people as intelligent as you.]

Now, please take all your tools and go through that door.

The Orange-Clad Man hesitated for a moment, then reached out and picked up the 75-watt searchlight that could last for 24 hours.

[Can you tell me what's inside?]

The doctor did not answer the question, but instead addressed the soldiers.

[Please open this door for D-8432.]

Soon, the team leader, upon receiving the request, nodded.

He made a gesture, and immediately all the soldiers raised their guns and aimed at the green-painted door.

The camera no longer focused on the Orange-Clad Man's large face, but instead turned towards the door.

Then, a soldier stepped forward and placed his hand on the doorknob.

Another soldier stepped behind the camera and shoved it, causing the camera to stagger and shake.

When they arrived at the green-painted door, the players in front of their screens became tense and excited.

finally

We're finally going through this door!

The Staircase W-FBC-0087. Strange phenomenon. Unknown anomaly.

I can't wait!

I'm so excited!

What could possibly be inside that mysterious the Staircase so many people have gone missing?

What will happen to the Orange-Clad Man next!?

Will this videotape capture the person who Knock earlier?

Players haven't forgotten that this videotape was originally classified as Level 4 confidential content!

Although I don't know what level 4 means, it must be something quite serious and confidential!

The players glanced at the progress bar and thought, "Phew, thankfully, it's not even halfway done yet."

In the video, the soldier gripping the handle tightly nods vigorously as if he has received some kind of instruction.

He then glanced at the camera with pity, as if he were looking at the player with pity, and pulled open the green-painted door.

With a creaking sound of friction, the players in front of the screen hadn't even had a chance to get a good look at the environment at the entrance.

The camera then staggered into the room and fell to the ground.

Clearly, the Orange-Clad Man was kicked in.

Immediately following was the loud slam of the door and the disappearance of light behind them.

Suddenly, the camera went completely Pitch Black.

The only source of light, the Orange-Clad Man, scrambled to his feet in a panic.

They started banging on the door and yelling, trying to leave.

Although the players can't see it, they can clearly hear from the sounds that this is what they are doing.

[Please calm down, D-8432. Now, use your searchlight to survey your surroundings.]

These words did not stop the Orange-Clad Man; instead, they made him start cursing at the doctor.

Besides using harsh language, they kept questioning why he was chosen and why he was chosen to conduct this experiment.

He has a family, children. He can't die in this experiment; he has to go home.

Then, the insults gradually turned into pleas.

We hope the doctor can be magnanimous and spare his life, allowing him to go home.

The doctor didn't say a word throughout the entire process.

It wasn't until the Orange-Clad Man was on the verge of a mental breakdown that he casually repeated what he had just said.

[D-8432, please use your searchlight to survey your surroundings.]

This sentence enraged the Orange-Clad Man.

He began to roar.

[Are you really this cold-blooded!?]

[Sacrificing others for one's own experiments, disregarding life!?]

[To satisfy your pathetic research desires, you're willing to ruin the breadwinner of a family? Do you think you won't be happy unless you bring him down and destroy the family?!]

[Doctor, haven't you noticed that life at the Control Bureau is turning you into a heartless, humanoid machine?! Yes, you don't make mistakes, you won't be demoted to D-Class Personnel. You're proud, you're confident.]

[But you live like a puppet! Tell me, how many minutes of your day do you actually dedicate to your own entertainment? Besides research, what else do you do?]

[Now, there is a living, breathing person in front of you! He was once a scientist, just like you! And he was also a father, a responsible husband! He was the breadwinner and pillar of his family!]

[Now, he's your guinea pig!]

Don't you have even a shred of sympathy? Don't you feel even a little bit of pity for them?

[He can be released and return to his family if you wish. Doctor, did you hear me? Doctor!?]

[D-8432, please use your searchlight to check your surroundings. Don't make me repeat myself a third time.]

[You bastard!!! You damn dogshit!]

[Fine! You want to see? Okay, then let you, you bastard, see clearly what this place is.]

At this moment, in the shot.

Because of the spotlight shining from the Orange-Clad Man, the players in front of the screen could see it very clearly.

A downward-pointing, Pitch Black staircase with no bottom in sight.

Chapter Two is here! There will be another chapter after get off work tonight. Also, to finish 087's story as soon as possible, I'll keep each chapter around 5000 words, so it'll be over in less than 5 chapters. The subscription fee will be slightly higher by one cent, so please don't skip it! Everyone, please join the group! Feel free to tease me in the group anytime!