Got Dropped into a Ghost Story, Still Gotta Work

"New mascot?"

'What kind of insane nonsense is this?'

I immediately fell from the desk. But nothing changed.

Welcome to your new role as the mascot of Flower Golden Resort!

The phrase didn’t change.

And in the ruined management room of Flower Golden Resort... it was just me.

Wearing a suit that looked like a monster.

"......"

Did they decide that I, disguised as a monster, was now the mascot of the Cheerful Theme Park...?

It was an unsettling guess, but it had an awkward logic.

‘This place was never a place for humans to visit in the first place.’

No matter how much of a ghost story it was, there had to be some plausibility. It’s strange to make me the mascot, like I’m being singled out. There must be some reason...

Ah.

I recalled the actions I had taken the last time I entered the theme park.

It was me who activated the gate to the ruined yellow zone.

So, strictly speaking, I... had 'reopened' this resort.

‘......’

I’m losing my mind.

I swallowed.

‘So, I became the mascot? Me?’

I hastily checked my appearance, but the monstrous form still remained, a combat suit that gave me the same monstrous appearance.

‘Another clue.’

I looked back at the desk, where the card with the message had been placed.

Next to the card was an ink bottle.

And a classic feather pen inserted into it.

"......"

Did I write the congratulatory message with this pen?

I thought of the gimmicks from various ghost stories as I sat in front of the desk. Maybe if I wrote ‘I politely refuse’ on the document with that pen, I could escape the situation.

But the moment I held the pen...

‘...?!’

...My hand moved on its own, writing the words.

Things needed to start the resort's operation:

Three employees.

What the hell.

My hand continued scribbling the sentences.

The next part read:

The employment contract is likely in the drawer of the desk.

And it seems there are guests outside. If any of them are suitable candidates, how about politely scouting them?

It was insane. But...

...‘Guests outside’?

At that moment.

"Where... is this?"

"This... This isn’t a resort, right?"

I heard voices from outside the door.

My spine chilled as I stared at the closed door.

The employees from Hundred Dreams Corporation who had drawn the ‘yellow piece’ with me had fallen here too…!

‘Damn it.’

I immediately got up and opened the door.

Crash.

As the door opened, the employees froze, staring at me in shock the moment our eyes met.

"Hah...!"

"Ugh."

They didn’t scream, probably due to their experience with darkness exploration.

Two employees moved cautiously, sending anxious and fearful glances from behind their masks, inching toward the wall and looking up at me.

At least Jang Heo-un’s face had turned pale, but he didn’t stick himself to the wall. Maybe he had heard from Director Ho.

Anyway, my head felt heavy.

Inside the theme park, I couldn’t stray too far from these people.

‘...The last time, the people who drew the same piece were sent nearby.’

If we moved too far away, a string would appear and loop around our necks, choking us.

‘We have to stick together for now.’

And the escape method was clear.

"Please, get on the three fantasy attractions with your team and collect the prizes!"

• The mascot of the theme park cannot leave its designated area.

1. Our resort is a dream destination for guests with courtesy and dignity.