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The room looked familiar just as Gi-Hun described it would be. A gaint hall with houndred of metal bunk beds. You looked down at yourself, you were wearing a green jumper and trousers, '102' was written in big white numbers across your chest. A sigh 'guess this is really hapening', you really were in this death battle royale. Looking around you searched for the familiar face of Gi-Hun. You hadn't known him for long, just a few weeks in fact, and here you were following him into battlefield.
getting up you took in the murmurd and people around you, some looked confused and scared some looked excited, none aware of the horror soon to come.
A small commotion to your left cought your attention. A Group of people flung a purple hair guy who seem to thrives on the attantion he was getting. ''Can I please take a pictuyre with you?'' one the the players asked ''me too'' sounded all around, did you recognise him? for now it didn't matter, all that matters was to find Gi-hun and help him put a stop to those deadly games.
You found him after a few minutes sitting on his bed with a dfistance look in his eyes. He was bitting his bottom lip scaning the crowd and taking mantle notes. He was so lost in toughts that he haven't even notice (y/n) approching, only when the bed dipped under the added wight he was pulled from his own little world. Looking at her with big anxious eyes''(y/n) what..what are you doing here?'' he asked full of worry, ''same as you'' she shrugged ''in fact i'm here to help''. ''you shouldn't be here its too dangerous'' he start protesting. ''Well it's too late for this now, we are both here, we both have work to do''. She scand the crowd, her eyes falling on the purple hair guy again. Thanos! that his name, a washed up rapper, you remmeberd. You were never one to listen to his music but you have heard of him, something about him investing in the wrong digital coin and loosing his saving.
This was the reality of this place, desperate people all trying to claw their way out of debts, some by thier own making some thrown into it by others. All in the same boat. But right now the room was filled with opertunity and hope, too bad it all will be cruhsed soon.
Soon the gaurds came to asher them into the first game. Red light Green light. ''Whatever happens remember don't get cought moving. This is not a game, not anymore''. His tone was grave, you could feel almost see the wight he was carying, a fromer winner, a surviver on a mission to save lives. That was something you could stand behind, a couse to fight for.
The players gatherd behind the start line, all easy going and smilling, a green light red light for money? Oh this is going to be the easiest money they had ever made. And soon the game began.
As soon as the doll started singing Gi-hun made his away to the front of the crowd yelling instruction. You could hear players scuff, mumbling about the crazy person who screamd about death and murder. Oh how you wished he was wrong.
You saw alot in your short time on earth, from corruption to violence, to the worst humanity has to offer, but there was good in the world, you have seen it as well, and in the end that what always kept you going, knowing that not matter how bad things can sometime get, there was always good people ready to fight for what is right. Gi-hun was an excellent example.
And then the panic begin. A woman moved, a smile permanently attached to her pretty face as a gunfire was heard, hitting her stright in the head, she fall, the first death of the game.
For a moment silence took hold over the field and then the massacre begin. screams as players hurried towards the closed doors. scrambling and falling over one another desperate to find shallter. ''Don't move, you run and they'll shoot don't move''. Gi-hun voice was desperate, trying to convey the urgences of the situation, pleading everyone to listen and stay still but the panic was too strong.
You closed your eyes willing your body to stay still as screams and gunshots surrounded you. Breath in and out, in and out. and when the moment right move. The chaos and panic were palpable in the air, desperation and crying.
The second past and the doll singed, most of the players were glued to place unwilling or unable to move. ''You have to cross the line before the time run out or youll be eliminated'' Gi-hun shout ''hid behind someone taller, if they can't see you they won't shot''. The remain players did as he told and soon people start crossing the line.
You crossed safely when another shot rung, a player fell to the ground, but still alive. Without hesitation you run back across the line, pulling one arm as Gi-hun took the other and with couple of seconds to spare you helpd him cross the line.
Relief washed over, you have survived the first round. Boom. Warm blood spread over your face, the player you held collapsed to the floor, faliing through your fingers.
You blinked. Once, twice, blood dripping down, falling and adding to the pool underneath the dead player. But he crossed the finished line, he made it you guys nade sure of that. Why, why did they kill him. Gi-hun stared frozen in shock, rhe game become more violent, they were not playing around.
Someone walked into your shoulder making you stumble, but before you fell into the body, Gi-hun cought you. You both looked at one another in horror as gunshot rung all around you. You where in hell.