Seo Jun-Ho approached Oh Dae-Yang’s corpse—no, the corpse of the monster that had been imitating him.

‘Confession of the Dead.’

A memory projection manifested, but the video was strange.

"Contractor, I cannot see anything. Is it the same for you?"

“Yes, it is the same for me.”

There weren’t any memories to see.

There wasn’t anything else other than pitch-dark darkness.

Seo Jun-Ho fell into contemplation.

‘This is the first time that something like this happened.’

Of course, this wasn’t the first time that Confession of the Dead malfunctioned.

For example, the cockroaches on the 4th Floor, which were members of Erebo’s hivemind, were empty shells, so his skill couldn’t even be cast on them. However, the skill had activated successfully, so it was odd that they couldn’t see anything.

“How about you try fast-forwarding or rewinding it?”

“Sounds great.”

Seo Jun-Ho tried to fast-forward.

Blub, blub, blub!

"C-Contractor! It’s boiling! It’s boiling like water with ramen in it!"

The corpse started boiling before melting into nothingness.

At the sight, Keen Intuition spoke up.

- Partner, that wasn’t natural. Someone intervened.

‘I think so, too.’

What remained of the corpse suddenly melted away.

In other words, someone was trying...