Even with a B-Class ghost story, the survival rate for a normal person plummets to a mere two percent.
At that level, every choice is the wrong one. You either die, or you end up in a state that makes you wish you had.
Subjecting a regular employee to that one hundred and fifty times is less a job assignment and more a drawn-out execution.
Faced with such an insane prospect, any sane person would be on their knees, begging not to be sent
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