I Became A Ghost In A Horror Game

Peter Pan gazed upon Neverland, now reduced to chaos.

His anger boiled to the extreme.

People who had been deprived of drugs, hallucinogens, and alcohol were fighting each other, filled with anger and confusion.

Some of them quickly became groups with threatening weapons.

The fight between individuals turned into a fight between groups, so it was already no different from war.

It had been a long time since Peter Pan had been this angry.

"Clock crocodiles, find the Captain Hooks of this world. There are four of them."

Clock crocodiles appeared from all directions.

The citizens of Neverland, terrified, hurriedly fled to their homes.

Crocodiles wearing military uniforms searched the entire city.

...

Shin Ha-rim was waiting for someone on the roof of a building.

She wasn't bored, though.

Because Neverland, which had turned upside down, was stimulating in many ways.

Click, clack.

A man wearing military boots approached from afar.

When Shin Ha-rim turned around, Peter Pan was right in front of her.

"You're the last one. Shin Ha-rim."

"Nice to see you, Uncle Peter."

Peter Pan's insides were boiling with anger at Shin Ha-rim, who greeted him calmly.

He clenched his teeth like someone who was mentally unstable.

"Neverland isn't a perfect world, but it's not a place you can easily destroy. Your actions are meaningless. This is a utopia. A place that exists but doesn't exist. If it were something that could collapse with this kind of chaos, it would have disappeared long ago."

"I see. That's too bad."

As Shin Ha-rim sighed sincerely, small scars appeared on Peter Pan's arms.

"But you went too far. Setting fire to factories manufacturing drugs and alcohol, and doing it so casually. Are you crazy, you punk?"

"And the people of Neverland, who immediately started stealing from each other once drugs and alcohol were cut off, are sane? In order for a human in Neverland to remain in this world, their brains need to be soaked in pleasure. If they continue to stay sober, they could be banished from Neverland and live with the aftereffects for the rest of their lives, or they could become nutrients for this world and disappear forever."

Shin Ha-rim recited from Peter's book as if reading aloud and then sipped tea from a water bottle.

"Especially if it's this mint-flavored tea."

Peter Pan could no longer hold back his rage.

"You're a crazy bitch, taking the book and all my medicine. Okay, I get it. A madman has to learn the consequences."

"Urgh!"

Peter Pan grabbed Shin Ha-rim by the back of her neck and stood on the edge of the rooftop.

Then he stretched out his arm as if he was going to send her crashing to the ground at any moment.

If he let go, Shin Ha-rim would fall to her death.

She felt fear creeping into her.

"I'll kill you, Shin Ha-rim. But if you confess your sins and return home now, I won't kill you..."

"No."

Peter Pan couldn't understand.

Desperation? Or was she up to something?

In the end, humans value their lives above all else.

Nothing matters in the face of death, and there would be no way to overcome this situation!

"Are you not afraid of death? Then you are truly ignorant. You must be speaking like that because you have no idea what true fear is!"

"No!!"

Shin Ha-rim refused adamantly.

"...This is the fourth time you've said that."

Peter Pan teleported to the theater.

He violently threw Shin Ha-rim onto the stage.

Ha-rim, who was thrown, groaned in pain.

"Urgh!"

She looked around at the scene before her.

Crocodiles were seated, glaring at her.

And in the corner, her teammates were sitting with their eyes closed, sweating.

"Kyeong-min! Eun-jeong! Suho!"

They were groaning as if trapped in a nightmare.

"Don't worry. They're just recalling their memories. Alice erased their memories, so they've forgotten even their fears. I will return all that fear to them at once."

Peter Pan grabbed Shin Ha-rim's head, forcibly making her recall her memories.

"...!!!"

Shin Ha-rim felt like her brain was frying.

Her nose was bleeding, and she gritted her teeth and tried to endure, but eventually screamed.

"Aaaaah!"

"Be afraid, Shin Ha-rim! Stop and return to the safety of the fence! If you do that, you won't have to be afraid anymore! No more grenades or bombs that could explode at any moment. No more bullets fired from who knows where! No more Captain Hooks who disregard life! Go back to the fence where none of that exists! Run away from an uncertain future where even life and death aren't guaranteed!"

"..."

Shin Ha-rim collapsed and didn't say anything.

But she seemed to be conscious, as she was still breathing faintly and twitching slightly.

"Now, that's a bit better. Don't worry; your life isn't in serious danger."

Peter Pan poured some of the stimulant.

As some life returned to Shin Ha-rim's eyes, Peter Pan pulled her up.

"Good. Stand on this stage, Shin Ha-rim. All you have to do is say one thing. I don't want to be terrified anymore! Just say that."

Peter Pan retreated behind the stage curtain.

The spotlight enveloped Shin Ha-rim.

The crocodile audience waited for her to speak.