I Became A Ghost In A Horror Game

An armed group stood in front of a purple door with a moon and sun on it.

And a man and a woman were talking in front of them.

Unlike the fully armed man, the woman wearing a nun's uniform only carried a pistol attached to her waist.

The man asked the woman as if interested in it.

"Is that a SG-21? It's the first time I've seen it with my own eyes."

The man asked out of curiosity, but the woman raised the tone of her voice a little as if she didn't like it.

"Not SG-21. It's Serene Grace. Do you carelessly attach names to things that belongs to other people?"

Despite the obvious sarcasm, the man did not blink an eye. Then he asked again.

"...So it is a SG-21, right? Agent Maria."

The woman, called Maria, had a brief snowball fight and then shook her head.

"You... Ha. yes, that's right. You're always like that, Agent James. I have no intention of ignoring the institution's orders, so let's stop fighting."

Only then did Agent James turn his head towards the door, seemingly satisfied.

A door that goes through special containment procedures even on the institution's side.

It's very tricky to use it, and almost impossible to enter it any other way.

However, it was unusual for the number of troops to enter be so small.

Although the institution seemed to be complacent, there was experiments in which attempts to invade other worlds with a large number of troops were frequently unsuccessful.

Because the world itself rejected too many weapons and people.

How can restrictions be placed so strongly on a dimension that is too small to even be called a world?

Is it saying "cheating" is rejected?

Thinking about that, James shook his head.

Most of the things he encountered while doing his job were inexplicable, so he decided to focus on his mission, dismissing them as meaningless thoughts.

However, this time he had a hunch that it would be a much tougher mission than usual.

James made one final check on the 6 items that were the heart of the SR operation, and led his men towards the door.

Thump. Thump.

Squeak...

A black space opened.

Between two worlds.

It's empty with nothing in it, being able to breath without feeling the air, stepping on the ground but not feeling the texture, not knowing what you're stepping on.

James frowned at such a strange sensation.

"...?"

One of the people in the group got startled. James asked him.

"Something wrong?"

"No. I think I saw a white rabbit... Looks like I saw it wrong."

"It might be a supernatural effect, so members who show similar symptoms should report immediately."

The vigilance of the group rises.

But nothing happened.

It was difficult even for them to imagine that there was something in the space between worlds.

As James walked through the endless darkness and took his last step, his vision changed.

The unfolding scenario is the landscape of the city.

James observed the world carefully.

The basic structure of this world itself was very similar to theirs.

It was enough to believe that it was a parallel world.

Nonetheless, there were strangely many plants and he felt an ominous energy piercing his body.

"Agent Maria. What does this place feels like?"

"...It's terrible. I can feel a strong malevolent aura towards humans. It probably won't be strange if any phenomenon happens at all."

'Terrible.'

It wasn't many, but it was the first time that Maria, who had been on missions with him, used such an expression.

James listened to Maria and decided it was not good to stay outside.

First of all, they aimed to move to a large building to prepare a base.

James took the lead.

'Let's get out of this narrow alley for now.'

With that thought in mind, the moment James turned the corner, he was speechless.