Seoul Object Story

The dark underground isolation chamber. The director of the research institute stood alone, gazing up at the enormous dome that filled the ceiling.

Under the fluorescent lights, his shadow stretched long across the floor, and the air was thick with a heavy silence.

"Eventually, even the senior researcher who stuck with me to the end... died."

His voice carried an unexpected loneliness.

The director felt a sudden discomfort with his own emotions.

The sacrifices made in the dome research process were to be expected, and perhaps it should have been seen as a glorious act.

But why?

Before the dome appeared, the image of her always smiling brightly lingered in his mind, and the realization that he could no longer see that smile now weighed heavily on his chest.

He rubbed his temples, exhausted.

He tried to recall her bright smile before the dome's creation, but the memory was vague and unclear, like an old, faded film.

And the more he tried to grasp that faint memory, the sharper the throbbing pain in his head became.

Eventually, overwhelmed by the unbearable pain, he had to abandon his thoughts.

Once, the underground isolation chamber had been lively, filled with the sounds of footsteps and discussions among the researchers.

Now, the only companions left were the bodies sprawled out on the cold floor.

The fluorescent lights cast a cold glow over the bodies, and an unknown tension lingered in the air.

"I’ll have to finish the remaining research myself..."

The director’s voice echoed hollowly in the empty isolation chamber.

Leaving his vow to the bodies of the deceased researchers, he hurriedly turned his gaze back to the dome.

It was unavoidable.

If he kept staring at the bodies, his head would hurt too much.

As he turned his gaze toward the dome, the light emanating from the massive structure filled the entire isolation chamber.

The light, once seen as beautiful, now felt oddly ominous.

The director tilted his head slightly and stared at the light once more.

"Strange, it shouldn’t feel like this."

The vivid colors of the light, once promising a brilliant future for humanity, now felt like the malicious laughter of someone else.

At that moment, a sharp pain surged deep in his skull.