The commotion outside the building naturally had nothing to do with Coulson, who had accepted a commission.
Coulson unfolded his commission sheet.
He walked alone toward Room 332.
A light had flashed just a moment ago.
Then Coulson discovered that they had been separated.
He was the only one walking down this corridor.
It was utterly silent except for his footsteps.
Soon, Coulson stopped outside Room 332.
After checking it against the commission sheet in his hand, Coulson stopped hesitating and knocked.
Knock-knock-knock-
Creeeak~
The iron door looked brand-new, yet it made a grating noise as it opened.
"Hello?"
Coulson suppressed his unease and put on a friendly smile. Although he had no idea whether whoever was inside was human or some monster, he still offered a polite greeting.
"..."
No response came from inside the room.
Seeing this, Coulson decided to go inside first.
"Hello?"
The moment Coulson stepped through the doorway, the scene changed dramatically. The lavish decor abruptly became gloomy and pitch-black.
Even the entrance door became covered in rust.
An inexplicable tremor ran through Coulson's heart. It had been a long time since his surroundings had affected his emotions.
"According to the commission sheet, this is just a lowest-level commission. Usually, you only need to complete one small task before you can leave."
Coulson unfolded the commission sheet again.
He discovered that its contents had changed.
[Commission: Clean the room. Your reward will be determined by how clean the room is.] [Note: Cleaning supplies are behind the door.]
Apart from those few simple sentences, the commission sheet offered no further hints.
The commission and its note were far too vague.
Coulson frowned.
What exactly did it mean by cleaning?
The Uncanny? Clutter? Or the floors and walls of the entire room?
With no further