On the fourth floor of a research center in the heart of the city sits a nondescript cabinet, Cabinet 13. Within are 375 files on “symptomers” — people who display signs of evolving into a posthuman species. Some subsist on inedible substances such as gasoline, glass, and steel. Others have peculiar growths on their bodies; one man has a gingko tree sprouting from his finger, while one woman has a lizard growing in place of her tongue. Then there are the “time skippers”; they seem to vanish for days, months, and even years. And the “torporers,” who sleep for incredibly long periods of time; some of them edit their memories to make their past seem more glorious, while others spend their night sending lonely radio messages into outer space.
Kong Deok-geun, an administrative worker at the research center, stumbles upon Cabinet 13 one day. Curiosity and boredom compel him to break into it. Little does he know that the cabinet’s caretaker, Professor Kwon, is watching him. But rather than mete out punishment, the professor asks for assistance. He realizes that the symptomers are the future of humanity, the species into which humans will evolve, replacing today’s human configuration. His sole wish is that they not be labeled monsters.
Deok-geun spends his days managing the files and dealing with various symptomers, and, in the process, we learn their stories. But when Professor Kwon falls gravely ill, Deok-geun is ill-equipped to take control, and the research project begins to unravel. He is approached by a shadowy organization known only as “The Syndicate,” which regards the symptomers not as monsters but as opportunities. What exactly does The Syndicate want? Has Professor Kwon been hiding something all this time? And what will Deok-geun do when the time comes to choose a side?
“The Cabinet” can be a difficult book to pin down, flitting as it does between science and magic, humanity and posthumanism. At its heart, though, it is a meditation on what it means to be human — more specifically, what it means to succeed in this modern, urban society. For as outlandish as some of the symptomers might seem, it is strangely easy to see ourselves in them. Who among us has not stopped to wonder where the years have gone? Who hasn’t sent a message out into the vast void of social media, wondering if there really is anyone out there, or if we truly belong to this world after all? One chapter collects brief anecdotes from ordinary people struggling to make their way in the city, all of them wondering if they, too, are symptomers. As we read through these anecdotes, we realize that the difference between symptomers and non-symptomers is not one of kind, it is merely one of degree.
This is just one perspective on the whole, though. Lest we be tempted by an easy answer, Deok-geun reminds us that there is no moral to the story: “We always look for the moral of a story or some nice adage, but morals and adages never changed anyone’s life.” We each connect to the universe in our own unique way.