It’s me. Employee A. In Europe between the 15th and 17th centuries, many people were executed as examples to others after unjust trials known as “witch trials.” During the French Revolution, public executions were carried out using the guillotine. In Rome’s Colosseum, people were made to fight to the death. There were times overseas when death was presented in various ways—as entertainment or a…
It’s me. Employee A. These days, terms like “one-click scams” and “malware” have become widely understood, and I think people have developed at least some level of caution when it comes to downloading things carelessly. But in the early 2000s, it was a time when internet literacy was still far from sufficient. I myself fell for it once back when I was a student. The screen froze, and I hurriedl…
It’s me. Employee A. In recent years, AI technology that animates the deceased in memorial portraits has already begun to enter funeral settings. By making the departed “smile,” altering their expressions, and passing everything through the filter of “memories,” these practices seem to be barely accepted. Overseas, there have also been cases where famous portraits or photographs were used to ma…
It’s me. Employee A. In recent years, pixel art has been drawing attention once again. Graphics continue to evolve, and today, high-definition visuals and 3D expressions have become the norm. Even so, more and more creators are deliberately choosing pixel art. One reason, it seems, is that by not showing too much detail, the viewer’s imagination fills in the gaps on its own. And when that compl…
It’s me. Employee A. Earlier this year, I saw a TV news report about a strange discovery of discarded waste in the Kansai region. The details were withheld, but it was said to contain what appeared to be blood and skin— and even fragments resembling organs—leading to speculation that it may have been medical waste. Under normal circumstances, such materials should be properly disposed of by med…
It’s me. Employee A. There is a myth known as the Tower of Babel. When humans attempted to reach the heavens, God did not merely destroy the tower— by making their languages no longer understood by one another, completion itself was rendered impossible. Lately, I find myself wondering. Is this restoration work we are undertaking an act of reconnecting something that was once “never meant to be…
It’s me. Employee A. Recently, I heard about AI-powered medical diagnostics—systems that analyze medical images and test data and can detect “abnormalities” even before doctors do. However, the results are presented only as numbers and probabilities, and the final decision is still left to physicians. In other words, for now, AI does not decide—it merely presents the materials. But someday, if…
It’s me. Employee A. Lately, I’ve been feeling that it’s become much harder than before to tell whether a piece of writing or an image was created by generative AI. Back in the 2000s, when “Geemu” was originally released, technology like today’s generative AI simply didn’t exist. That’s precisely why everything contained in this work must have been created with someone’s intent behind it. Moder…
It’s me. Employee A. Recently, a university research team in Japan announced that periodontal bacteria may be able to enter the brain and play a role in the progression of dementia. Some experts have commented that inflammation in the mouth can sometimes travel through the bloodstream and reach the brain. The idea that something as ordinary as gum inflammation could quietly make its way into yo…
It’s me. Employee A. About twenty years ago, there was a time when almost anyone could easily create their own website. Personal computers were becoming common in ordinary households, and with simple software, people could publish pages to the vast sea of the internet. Compared to today, many of those sites were clearly amateurish. Some looked unfinished, as if their creators had given up halfw…
It’s me. Employee A. While cleaning my room, I found an old photo from my school days. Feeling nostalgic, I turned it over—and noticed a small line of text written on the back: “—There’s one person here whose face I don’t recognize.” The handwriting looked like my own, yet I had absolutely no memory of writing it. Sure, there are classmates whose names or faces I’ve forgotten over the years… bu…
It’s me. Employee A. The other day, I went to an eye doctor just to be safe. In the middle of the vision test, the doctor suddenly stopped. “…Your visual response isn’t normal,” he murmured. He didn’t explain anything further, nor did he turn the monitor toward me. He only handed me a slip of paper and said, “Let’s schedule some additional tests, just in case.” When I tried asking what was wron…
It’s me. Employee A. You often hear people say, “This world is just a simulation.” After staring at a debug screen for hours, I sometimes look back at reality and… it feels the same. There are numbers, coordinates, and a button marked “×” to close the view. Does this screen, too, have its own termination process? Anyway, onto the main topic. When I came to the office, the mailbox was full of le…
It’s me. Employee A. Lately, I’ve started seeing something like noise moving in my field of vision. It’s similar to what’s called “floaters.” When I move my eyes, the noise drifts to another spot. I thought it was just fatigue. But today, that “noise” didn’t disappear even when I blinked. Now, onto the main topic. You might remember the drawing shown in the PV — the one that looks like it was m…
It’s me. Employee A. The elevator in my apartment building was under inspection today, so I took the stairs instead. By the time I reached what should have been the third floor, the doorplate in front of me read “205.” Thinking I’d stopped too early, I climbed another flight of stairs—only to find myself once again facing Room 205. Just as I began to wonder what was going on, a maintenance work…
It’s me. Employee A. On the way home, I was standing near the door on the train when I felt someone stop right behind me. Thinking I might be in the way, I turned slightly—and through the window, I met someone’s eyes. Their lips moved slowly. The moment I wondered what they were saying, I could’ve sworn I heard the words, “I found you.” When I turned around, no one was there. This weekend, at N…
It’s me. Employee A. Lately, when I get home, I sometimes hear footsteps that are slightly out of sync with mine. The moment I insert the key into the door, it feels like someone is standing right behind me. When I turn around, no one is there. Only the sound of footsteps echoes through the apartment hallway. It’s probably just someone from another floor returning home around the same time... o…
It’s me. Employee A. Lately, I’ve found myself closing the browser I’m working in without realizing it. I reopen the tabs from my history, but every time I do, I feel disgusted with myself for interrupting something that isn’t finished yet. When I work late at night, I sometimes hear a voice saying, “It’s not done yet.” Of course, there’s no one else in the room. But occasionally, my reflection…
It’s me. Employee A. Late at night, the ticking of the clock sometimes feels strangely slow, as if the sound is overlapping with itself. During a thunderstorm the other day, the fluorescent lights flickered for just a moment—and that kind of “waver,” even as an adult, I can’t seem to get used to it. Even in the office during the day, I sometimes sense a presence in the far corner where no one s…
It’s me. Employee A. The other day, while walking down the office hallway, I made eye contact with an employee I had never seen before. I nodded politely, thinking, “Maybe they were a new hire?” But when I turned around a moment later, no one was there. And yet, I’m certain our eyes met. What unsettles me most is that I cannot recall their face at all, no matter how hard I try. This time, at an…
It’s me. Employee A. Lately, I’ve been noticing strange sounds. Sometimes while I’m typing, my hearing seems to fade… The familiar rhythm of keystrokes starts to blur together with a dry clattering noise. Maybe it’s because I recently rewatched the trailer for DO NOT PLAY. It sounded eerily similar to the faint rattling when that final character’s head begins to twitch at the end. This month, g…
It’s me. Employee A. Lately, there’s been something strange happening during our online meetings. Every now and then, the person on the other side of the camera looks… like someone else entirely. Their voice, too—just slightly—sounds mechanical. I kept telling myself it was nothing. But during one meeting the other day, I knew for sure it wasn’t. My screen was the only one acting up. The video…
It’s me. Employee A. I had a strange dream recently. There was a large box with holes shaped like triangles and diamonds on its lid. It was a simple game—drop blocks of various shapes into the corresponding holes. A triangle block fits through the triangle hole, a diamond block through the diamond hole... But then it got more complicated. Some blocks were combinations of two shapes, or long pie…
It’s me. Employee A. There was a moment when I copied an entire folder—but when I checked, it was completely empty. The folder had definitely been created, but there was nothing inside. I tried copying it again, and this time, one of the files in the original folder had its name changed. Its contents had been rewritten. By who? When? How? I can’t shake the feeling that someone is remotely acces…
It’s me. Employee A. When I speak, it doesn’t sound like my own voice. Even when I record and play it back, it’s definitely mine—but something feels off. I talk every day, and yet, there’s a strange sense of disconnect. It feels like someone else is speaking in my place. I’m starting to forget what my own voice is supposed to sound like. Also— The team member who stopped coming to meetings due…
It’s me. Employee A. I thought I had been asleep… but when I came to, I was sitting in front of my computer. On the screen was a block of unfamiliar text—something I don't remember typing. The words “3:44 AM” were repeated over and over. What was I doing, sneaking out of bed in the middle of the night...? That reminded me—I once filmed the team member who stopped coming to meetings during the e…
It’s me. Employee A. The other day, when I returned to my desk, the screen had gone completely black. It felt too soon for sleep mode, and when I tried to force a shutdown… suddenly, icons started appearing. One of them looked like a face—something I’d never seen before. I tried to take a picture, but it vanished before I could. Even now, I can’t shake the feeling that something’s still watchin…
It’s me. Employee A. I felt like someone was standing just outside the door. There was no sound—but I could feel someone there. I checked the peephole. No one was there. But when I came back, the coffee on my desk was noticeably lower. I’m supposed to be alone in this room... Also, one of the developers helping with the data restoration has been missing some meetings, citing health issues. With…
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