Chapter 1: Waking Up
In the moment my eyes opened, I could see the ceiling, which seemed impossibly high no matter how far I stretched my hands, sparkling with a dazzling chandelier. No, what kind of French palace is this? Why is the ceiling so high? If I fall, I'll die!
I was so dumbfounded that my mind couldn't even process it. I had only woken up after sleeping in my ordinary, not-too-big or too-small house. But when I opened my eyes, the place itself had changed.
Was it some kind of hidden camera? Of course, that couldn't be. I knew my situation well. No one would do something like this to me. I didn't have many friends, so...
"... Done."
Let's set aside the gloomy thoughts for now. Right now, I needed to know a little more about the current situation. Thinking about it now, this situation was quite dangerous. If it wasn't a hidden camera, then what I was in now was kidnapping. I couldn't understand how someone living in such a luxurious house could kidnap me, but it's a known fact that rich people have more crazy people than ordinary citizens, so I decided to let it go for the sake of my mental health.
I was about to get up from my seat to look around.
"Eh?"
It was good that I managed to overcome the happy sensation of the expensive bed wrapping around me and sat up. But the problem was that I couldn't get off the bed. A handcuff was on my ankle. It was obvious, right? The kidnapper wouldn't let the kidnapped wander around. I cursed at the unexpected turn of events, but fortunately, the handcuff on my ankle didn't look very strong. The iron part connecting my ankle to the bed didn't seem particularly sturdy. It looked like it could break if I applied force.
"Ouch! Ah!"
It wasn't weak, but it wasn't strong either. When I put strength into it, making my ankle red, the handcuff couldn't withstand the force and broke. With one leg free, I could easily remove the handcuff from the other.
"Haa... This is really tough..."
Even though I didn't apply much force, it was surprisingly difficult, but I didn't care about the discomfort. I walked straight towards the door. I had a plan for the future, but I wasn't good at fighting either. Since I was a coward, if I faced the kidnapper, I would immediately go back into the room. The reason I could walk freely was because I assumed the door was closed. The kidnapper who had confined me wouldn't leave the door open, right? It was like poking a dead snake.
Clunk.
"Eh?"
The door opened too easily, which was unbelievable. My brain short-circuited.
'Should I go out or not?'
My heart started beating wildly. If I opened the door, it seemed like a murderer was waiting. 'I should have just stayed tied up...' Just as I had a weak thought, I opened the door.
When I opened the door.
"Enter, please."
"Kyaah!"
There was a huge giant. His height was so tall that even looking up, his head wasn't visible, making it look like the suit was talking. I wasn't sure, but it was a man about 2m to 3m tall. He was wearing a neat suit, but the suit about to burst seemed to foreshadow that it could easily kill me.
"Enter, please."
"Why did you kidnap me! Let me go right now! I'm just an ordinary person! I can't do anything!"
The man in front of me was scary, but I couldn't show weakness from the start, and I didn't feel like he would hurt me, so I forgot to breathe and bombarded him with questions, but the answer was the same.
"Enter, please."
"No, let me go! I have to go to school! I'm a senior in university!"
"Enter, please."
The man in front of me repeated the same words like a programmed AI. As if he couldn't say anything else.
"Enter, please. Please."
"......"
The meaningless standoff ended with the man's one word that seemed like he was in pain. What kind of voice sounds like that? Just hearing the voice, I would think that the man was the one who was kidnapped, not me. The only thing clear was that this man didn't seem to have kidnapped me. Just looking at the suit about to burst and the polite tone, he looked like a bodyguard of the person who kidnapped me.
"Enter, please."
"Haa. Damn it."
I couldn't bear to look at the swelling chest of the suit anymore every time he spoke. I had no choice but to walk back into the room on my own. The curse was the last pride I had left. I knew the man wouldn't hurt me. Even if he looked pitiful, what could I do. I was kidnapped. The one who should be angry was me, of course.
The first thing I did when I returned to the room was to look for self-defense items. Just because the bodyguard didn't harm me didn't mean the kidnapper wouldn't. I searched drawers, kitchen, bathroom, etc., and listed all the items that came out.
"......"
Soap, ramen, remote control, toothpaste, toothbrush came out. I had searched everywhere until my body was sweaty, but this big room was really empty. Only the bed. There was no common kitchen knife in the kitchen, no razor in the bathroom. It felt like I had returned to a school for the mentally ill. There were clear traces of all items that could harm life being removed. The only thing that could be considered a weapon was the golden candlestick hanging from the chandelier, but in this room without even a chair, it seemed impossible to take it out.
I had no intention of escaping through the window, but when I tapped something strange, the window was also fake. It was a drawing of a window on the wall, not a real window.
"... Is this a real crazy person?"
This wasn't a crime planned in a day or two. It was a planned crime. I had only woken up and was now playing an escape room game. "... I'm really going to go crazy..."
By now, the fear was starting to fade. It didn't seem like the person who prepared this room would kill me. Originally, I didn't have anyone who hated me, and this room gave me the feeling that it was protecting me from myself. If it was to make me unable to die before I die, it was different...
After thinking, I roughly threw my body onto the bed.
There was nothing else I could do. Now, all I could do was pray. What was the most popular religion? Christianity, I think.
How long had I been lying on the bed. There was no common clock, so I didn't know the exact time, but when I thought about an hour passing, footsteps started to be heard outside the door. It seemed the kidnapper who had kidnapped me had arrived outside the door.
... Damn it, what now.
I thought the kidnapper wouldn't harm me, but it wasn't certain. They might harm me. My heart was beating wildly. My head was dizzy with unknown fear. I wasn't the type to face the kidnapper who had taken me boldly.
Should I hide now? Where? In the bathroom?
Thud thud.
The footsteps approaching regardless of my anxious mood stopped right in front of the door. Then, creak, the door handle turning, and the door opening accordingly. Before I knew it, I was lifting the blanket up to my chin as if it were a dam.
The identity of the kidnapper who entered after opening the door was...
"Unnie, I'm here!"
"Eh?"
She was a woman who looked so young that she seemed like she had just become an adult. Without giving me time to meet her eyes, she jumped onto my bed like a puppy welcoming its owner and hugged my waist tightly. She didn't look very tall, but she was one head taller than me. The woman buried her nose in my nape and started taking deep breaths.
"Haa... It's so good, unnie.... I endured thinking about unnie because I was having a hard time..."
The dense scent pricked my nose. For me, who had only had mom as a woman in my life, it was an incredibly stimulating smell. Because she was tightly hugging, the feeling of the bare breasts was felt nakedly.
Actually, wasn't I the one who kidnapped this woman? Without going crazy, how could a woman like this kidnap me.
"... Unnie, but..."
Was I smelling the scent too blatantly? The woman's hand lifted my chin.
Was she embarrassed after hugging? When the woman's scent receded and I felt a sense of loss, our eyes met.
"......"
"How can you sit so comfortably?"
The woman was staring at me ruthlessly, making me feel suffocated.
"My legs must be tied, right?"
The hand lifting my chin slowly went down and grabbed my neck with both hands.
The person in front of me was a woman, and if I fought back, I could win, but I didn't feel like I could beat her at all.
"You let go of my hands because you were worried about me, unnie. Why can't you be satisfied with this much consideration?"
Pressure was gradually applied to my neck. My breathing started to choke, but I couldn't resist. I had to beg.
"Should I just choke this neck? Then unnie would come to her senses?"
"Gu... guuu... S-save..."
I'm dying. My breathing wasn't easing at all. I pushed her shoulders hard to live, trying to push her away, but she didn't budge at all.