Chapter 9
Her frail appearance made my breath catch.
In a trembling voice, she said, “You ungrateful brat, all you ever do is bury yourself in work. Have you forgotten about your
mother?”
A wave of guilt washed over me.
Lately, she’d been convinced I was lying about having a job. When my explanations didn’t work, I gave up and avoided talking to her altogether.
How could I say that her illness had nothing to do with me?
Right then and there, I made a decision and requested time off from my boss.
Although he wasn’t thrilled about it, he reluctantly agreed.
Which led to this conversation:
“Mom, I work at a haunted hotel. The benefits are amazing. They’ve got cockroaches with thirty eyes, dogs with eight heads, and all sorts of bizarre game bosses…”
“Are you messing with me? What kind of nonsense is that? There’s no such place in the world!”
“It’s true,” I insisted. “If you don’t believe me, I’ll bring the employment contract tomorrow. For now, just rest and get ready for your surgery tomorrow.”
“Blah, blah, blah…” she started.
I ignored her barrage of complaints, dodged her verbal “magic attacks,” and quickly peeled an apple to shove into her mouth.
Even while sick, my mother’s energy was boundless when it came to scolding her daughter.
However, what I didn’t know was that on the other side of the world, back at the haunted hotel
The bell in Room 1 rang incessantly.
The hotel boss, who was temporarily filling in as the “receptionist,” shuddered as he opened the door.
Suddenly, a face appeared right in front of him.
Miss?”
It was Ruby, her expression fierce as she demanded, “Why is it you again? Where’s my
The hotel boss, nearly having a heart attack, forced a shaky smile. “Am I… not good enough?”
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The lump on Ruby’s back twisted around, slithering onto his shoulder and opening its mouth wide.
“What do you think?”
The hotel boss went to check the second room.
Out of nowhere, a blood–red little creature lunged forward, latching onto his pant leg and biting furiously.
In seconds, his brand–new pants had a gaping hole.
Mew Mew hissed furiously, “Meow, meow meow!” which clearly meant, “You vile human! You despicable capitalist! What have you done to her?”
The boss trembled, his voice shaking. “M–Mew Mew, Zoe’s just on leave! I even posted a notice on the bulletin board…”
The old woman chuckled lightly. “Mew Mew’s just too worried about that young lady.”
Then, with a knowing smile, she added, “But, boss, for the sake of your personal safety, wouldn’t it be better to bring her back? Don’t you think?”
Sweating profusely, the boss nodded quickly. “Yes, yes, absolutely!”
Room Three.
The moment the boss stepped inside, the air seemed to choke him.
Blood was everywhere, pooling across the floor.
The old woman with the black scarf was quietly knitting a sweater.
The boss‘ voice trembled as he pointed to the unidentifiable material in her hands. “W–What… is that?”
She adjusted her reading glasses and replied casually, “Human skin. The young lady isn’t here, so I had to kill a few more people. Care to donate a piece of your subcutaneous tissue? This sweater could include your contribution.”
She smiled. “I’m sure she’d love it.”
The hotel boss‘ entire body shook. “N–No, no, that’s fine. Really.”
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It was just an ordinary day of room inspections, yet the hotel boss found himself interrogated, threatened, and terrorized by nearly every game boss in the hotel.
By the end of it, he was convinced he wouldn’t survive much longer.
But the chaos wasn’t limited to the game boss.
Every player who entered the haunted hotel found themselves face–to–face with unusually chatty bosses before they were killed.
“Do you know where the pretty front desk lady went?”
“You want to survive? Then find that young lady and bring her back.”
“I want the little receptionist who does room inspections! Not that smelly hotel boss who doesn’t even shower!”
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