ARCHIVAL FILE #001
Classification: Pending
Source: Jujutsu High – Field Observation Division
Status: Closed (Subject Removed)
NOTICE
The following materials document a spatial anomaly incident recorded prior to the initiation of the Culling Game.
At the time of discovery, the events described were dismissed as an urban legend, psychological distress, or structural disorientation.
Subsequent investigation confirmed the presence of a non-hostile, territorial cursed phenomenon.
The primary account has been preserved in its original format.
No edits have been made for clarity.
RECOVERED MATERIAL
Source: Public Online Forum (Archived)
Original Post Title: "We went into an abandoned mall parking garage and couldn't leave."
Author: [username deleted]
Date: [timestamp corrupted]
I don't know where else to post this, and I don't really care if you believe me.
Me and my friend like checking out abandoned places. Old malls, empty hospitals, shit like that. We've done it for years and nothing like this has ever happened before.
There's this mall outside the city that shut down ages ago. Whole place is dead. No lights, no security, nothing. We parked and decided to drive down into the underground garage to see how many levels it had.
The sign said P1.
Then P2.
Then P3.
We joked about how deep it was going. The numbers kept going down.
P6.
P7.
P8.
At some point I realized I'd never seen a parking garage go this far underground.
When we hit P13, my friend said we should head back up.
I agreed.
That's when I noticed something was wrong.
The ramp curved up like normal. The signs changed like normal.
But the numbers didn't.
P12.
P11.
P10.
We were going up. I could feel it.
But the floors kept going down.
We started arguing after that.
Not yelling or anything. Just that low, tense kind of arguing where neither of you really wants to say what you're thinking.
I told him we should turn around again. He said we already tried that.
I told him we should just stop the car and walk. He said that was stupid and we'd just get lost.
Then I brought up the thing I hadn't wanted to say.
I told him I didn't want to come here in the first place.
He laughed and asked what I meant.
I said that before we even left home, I had this really bad feeling. Like the kind you get when you forget something important, except I hadn't forgotten anything. I almost texted him to cancel. I even stood by my door for a while, debating whether to go at all.
He said I was just psyching myself out.
Maybe he was right. I don't know.
We kept driving.
After a while, we stopped checking the floor numbers. It didn't help anymore.
The ramps all started to feel the same. The turns felt longer than they should've been. The ceiling lights repeated in patterns I couldn't explain. Every time we thought we recognized a section, it turned out not to be the same one.
At some point I checked the time.
Two hours had passed.
We were both exhausted. The car was still running fine. Fuel hadn't dropped like it should've, but I didn't really want to think about that.
We decided to stop.
There was a flat section where the ramp straightened out, so we pulled over. We ate the food we brought with us. Protein bars. Water. We didn't talk much.
I remember thinking it was weird how quiet it was. No wind. No dripping water. No distant traffic. Just the hum of the engine and the lights.
Eventually, we fell asleep.
I don't know how long it was before I woke up.
I wasn't fully awake, but I remember being lifted. Like someone had picked me up out of the car. I remember thinking it felt lighter than it should've, like gravity wasn't really doing its job.
I tried to open my eyes.
The only thing I'm sure about is that the person carrying me had purple hair.
I don't remember their face. I don't remember what they were wearing. Just the hair.
I fell back asleep.
When I woke up again, the car was parked.
We were at a gas station.
Like a normal one. Lights on. Cars coming and going. A guy walking out with a coffee.
My friend was still in the driver's seat, asleep.
Neither of us remembered driving there.
We didn't talk about it much after that. I think we were both afraid that if we did, it wouldn't feel real anymore.
We drove home in silence.
I went back to that mall a few weeks later.
The parking garage was still there.
It only had three levels.
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Jujutsu High – Phenomenon Assessment Addendum
Designation: Spatial Loop-Type Territorial Curse
Provisional Name: 環住の怪 (Kanjū no Kai)
Threat Level: Grade 1
Behavior: Passive / Non-Aggressive
Status: Neutralized (Subjects Extracted)
The phenomenon described in the preceding account was confirmed to be the result of a territorial cursed presence inhabiting the underground parking structure of the abandoned commercial facility.
Once established, the curse enforced circular spatial recursion within the designated area. Directional movement remained functional; however, all paths ultimately returned inward, rendering escape impossible through conventional means.
The phenomenon did not pursue or actively engage targets.
Lethality was achieved through prolonged entrapment, psychological stress, exhaustion, and eventual physiological failure.
Structural inspection of the site revealed no abnormalities prior to or following the incident.
Containment Notes
The curse demonstrated selective habitation behavior.
Evidence suggests it remained within the location by preference rather than compulsion. No barrier techniques were detected. The space itself was altered through cursed interference rather than enclosure.
Notably, upon removal of the affected civilians, the curse did not escalate, retaliate, or attempt pursuit.
Intervention Record
Civilian extraction was completed without direct engagement.
An unidentified Jujutsu High affiliate entered the affected zone and removed both subjects from the spatial loop through non-linear displacement.
The curse was not exorcised.
Following extraction, the phenomenon ceased activity at the location and subsequently vacated the site.
The structure returned to baseline spatial behavior immediately thereafter.
Affiliated Personnel
Name: Kurogane, Renji
Role: Independent Operative
Method: Superposition-Based Egress
Notes: Subject bypassed recursive spatial logic without disrupting the territory or provoking the curse.
No further action was deemed necessary.
Post-Incident Observation
The affected civilians exhibited no lasting physical abnormalities.
Memory gaps consistent with partial temporal displacement were observed.
The site was later re-entered by investigative staff.
No cursed residue remained.
Conclusion
This incident was initially misclassified as civilian disorientation.
Retrospective analysis indicates the phenomenon functioned as a stable cursed habitat rather than an active threat.
Similar locations are to be monitored.
No public disclosure recommended.
Archive Note
This file was closed prior to the initiation of the Culling Game.
At the time, the broader significance of passive cursed habitats was not fully understood.
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Author's Note:
It's been a while.
This project is a little different from what I've written before. Before the Games is structured as an archive rather than a traditional story, and some chapters may feel disconnected at first.
They aren't.
Updates will be slower, but intentional. Thanks for sticking around.