Do You Believe in Salvation?

I listened to Goe-bung-i1231's full explanation of the anomaly. When he finished, I made my decision.

Basking in their praise, I arrived at the Management Bureau.

"I'll make first contact with the anomaly and infiltrate. Please authorize a communication item for me."

Back at the Bureau, I gathered the team and launched into the briefing. Entering the anomaly would be my job. When Eun-hwa's text message had been decoded, there was only one person who could go in — me.

"In-yul, are you out of your mind?"

"You don't have to push yourself this hard. You've barely been here. You're still a rookie."

Both of my seniors grabbed me and tried to talk me down. The difficulty was far too high for an ordinary newcomer, they insisted. An anomaly that could manipulate the human mind and walk right into someone's home to abduct them was an extremely powerful entity — they made sure I understood that.

I'm scared too, you know.

But Eun-hwa had been kidnapped. The woman who'd given me her virginity and her sympathy had been taken. I had to save her, even if it cost me my life.

"This was never something Team 9 could handle on its own, okay? This is a joint operation for the top-tier teams — Team 1 or Team 2."

"Can they deploy immediately?"

"No." "They're tied up dealing with other anomalies right now."

"Then how long until they finish those and can take this one on?"

"A month, minimum?"

"A month is too long. My friend will be dead by then. If you seniors won't go, I'll go alone."

Eun-hwa, just hold on. I'll save you and bring you back to the real world — I swear it.

I shook off their attempts to stop me, grabbed my personal gear, and walked out.

"I'm going in."

I'd already reported the ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠anomaly to the Management Bureau, so the original objective was complete. Not getting their help had always been part of the plan. What I wanted was Bureau support eventually — even if it came a month later. Surviving a month inside an unidentified, unknown space? I figured I could manage. With the information the gallery users had left me, it was more than doable.

I wandered all over Seoul hunting for flyers. After searching the entire day, I finally found one.

"Found it."

I tore the flyer to pieces in my hands. This was the medium that pulled you into the anomaly. Best to shred it the moment you found it.

"Hooooo…"

I went home and took a deep breath. If the intel was right, a strange woman would be ringing my doorbell any second now.

I set the message on a timer and tossed my phone onto the bed. By the time it went out to my seniors, I'd already be inside the anomaly.

I took another deep breath and steadied myself.

Ding-dong~ Ding-dong~

Right on cue, someone pressed the doorbell. I checked the intercom — a beautiful woman was standing outside my front door.

The status window had flagged her as an anomaly. Confirming the auto-save had gone through, I studied her appearance carefully through the intercom.

"Looks match. Outfit matches."

Everything lined up exactly with what Goe-bung-i1231 had described, and with the impression Eun-hwa had given me. I carefully opened the front door and let her in.

"Hello. Do you have a moment?"

It was ten at night. A normal person would have told her she was insane and kicked her out. I was not a normal person.

"Sure, I've got time. Come on in."

I smiled and waved her inside, playing along with the anomaly's script. I sat her down at the living room table and headed for the kitchen.

"Can I get you a cup of coffee?"

"Please."

With the woman seated at the table, I mixed a sleeping pill into the coffee I'd prepared ahead of time. If the sedative worked, I'd haul her straight to the Management Bureau and lock her down.

"That was delicious. Thank you."

That sleeping pill could drop an elephant. Why is she completely fine?

An anomaly was an anomaly. Watching the drug have zero effect, I abandoned any hope of relying on tools.

"Would you mind helping with a short survey? Do you have a moment?"

"That's fine."

It was unfolding exactly the way Eun-hwa had described. Eun-hwa's little sister had taken a survey just like this. I took the pen and looked down at the questionnaire.

Clack.

I threw the pen from my hand. There was nothing left in my head but devotion to the Beloved. I longed for salvation. Salvation would redeem everything in this world.

"Seol In-yul — do you believe in salvation?"

"I believe."

"Will you offer your soul and body to the cult?"

"I will offer them."

A radiant light enveloped my body — a light that would lift soul and flesh into the heavens. God Himself had descended from the sky to save me.

But the light vanished in an instant, and a bottomless abyss opened beneath my feet. I flailed my arms. My hands only clawed helplessly at empty air. Body and soul plummeted into the endless void.

No! Let me out!

I screamed, but my voice only scattered uselessly into the dark. My soul, buried in the blackness, grew fainter and fainter. Just as my very existence was about to fade away—

Regression kicked in.

"Haaah—!"

I collapsed onto the floor.

"Cough. Ghk. Haaah."

I dry-heaved like I was trying to empty everything inside me.

"Hhhk, hhhk. Fuck."

What the hell was that just now? The bright light descending from the sky was burned into my brain and wouldn't leave. A light that looked like it could scrub every impure scrap from a soul. But the light had been a lie.

"Fucking piece-of-shit anomaly."

I couldn't let my guard down for a second. I shook the memory off and caught my breath. That crazy woman was still ringing the doorbell at my front door — loud enough that the neighbors would have every right to open up and complain about the noise. I had to get her inside before some innocent bystander became a victim.

"Fuck. First, update the message."

I picked up my phone and rewrote the text, warning them never to properly answer the survey, then tossed the phone back onto the bed.

"Hhh, hhhk…"

My mouth felt bone-dry. I was terrified as hell. I was just trying to infiltrate an anomaly — why the fuck was it killing me? I wanted to run, but I opened the front door anyway. I had to save Eun-hwa.

Click.

I opened the door and let the woman inside.

"Hello. Would you mind a short survey?"

"…"

I kept my mouth shut tight and avoided her eyes. I tried to reconstruct what Eun-hwa had done. If I copied her actions, I'd be fine.

She must have tried to stop her little sister from taking the survey and gotten dragged in instead.

The structure was clear: the moment you looked at the questionnaire, you got brainwashed. If you never looked at it at all, you never got brainwashed.

"Excuse me? Could you just fill out the survey real quick?"

I desperately refused her while fighting not to meet her gaze.

"Excuse me?"

The woman's voice spiked without warning — the kind of sound a ghost would make. Goosebumps crawled over my skin, but I held on.

"Just do the survey. Then I won't do anything to you."

I felt eyes watching me. The sound of a knife being sharpened scraped from behind my back. If I didn't listen, I was sure physical harm was coming.

Fuck, this is terrifying.

Fear had me in a chokehold; my field of vision felt like it was shrinking. I had to beat the fear. And for that, ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠nothing worked better than looking at an anomaly.

O Magic Conch Flute — is it safe for me to touch this woman's body?

Yep!

It said I wouldn't die!

I walked straight up to the anomaly and reached out. Squeeze, squeeze. I groped her moderately large breasts. Medium size — the smallest of any I'd handled so far.

"Pussy. Let's see the pussy."

I shoved my hand up under her skirt, stripped off her panties, and forced my way into the hidden place.

"Pussy modeling is thorough, huh."

These anomaly bastards put careful work even into the parts nobody needed to care about. The texture of her pussy through my fingers filled me with pure joy. Now I just had to check for a hymen. I straightened my fingers and pushed deeper past the panties.

"Aww, no hymen. Used pussy, then."

There was no membrane under my fingers. She was secondhand. But even a used pussy could still squeeze.

"Time to sample some used pussy!"

I forced her legs apart and tore her panties off. I couldn't look away from her face, so a full pussy tour was off the table. Instead I sent my erect cock out to greet her.

"Ugh, tight."

The entrance was stiff. So stiff I could barely push all the way in.

"Sur… hhk… survey…"

I grabbed her breasts hard and worked them.

"Sur… hiiit… vey… hiiiit…"

The surveyor's erogenous zone was her chest. Weakness identified — time to exploit it. I stretched her nipples out long and played with them like rubber bands.

"Survey… survey… surveeeey…"

Her pussy was soaked in no time.

"Pussy juice incoming! Cock going in!"

I drove my erect cock into her pussy. Sticky love juices wrapped around it in a passionate welcome. The clinging walls of her cunt seized my cock and refused to let go. The anomaly's customer-service ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠smile was a sweet seasoning just for me. Watching her face, I worked my hips.

"Coming inside anomaly pussy."

I flooded her womb with cum. The only beings you could give irresponsible pleasure to were anomalies.

"Sur… hhp… veyyyy… pleaseeee…"

"Hoo, that was fun. Ready for round two?"

Even after one load, my cock wasn't dead. The instant I tried to shove it back into her body—

"Sur… hhk…"

The surveyor's body vanished.

"…?"

When I came to my senses, I was inside a vehicle — completely naked, cock still rock-hard.