𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑦𝑒𝑟 002, 𝙨𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙙 𝙜𝙖𝙢𝙚

𝔉𝔬𝔲𝔯𝔱𝔢𝔢𝔫

Multiple masked square men scanned the lines of players, Dae-Hyung at the front of one. He was beyond confused. How did they know his name? Of course, they knew a lot about him but why him in particular? Had he done something wrong? What would they do to him- "What should we do?" The masked man asked Front Man, him sighing as he stared at Dae-Hyung. "Begin the next game." He ordered, walking away as he picked something from his glove.

The same photo from his abandoned appartment.

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"Attention. The fourth game is about to begin." The woman spoke, the song playing again as Dae-Hyung's face paled. The game's weren't supposed to start again now, were they? "Please follow the staff's instructions and swiftly make your way towards the game hall." The woman once again repeated herself as Dae-Hyung made eye contact with the triangle soldier in front of him. They lead the group out of the bed hall, Sang-woo trying to get to Dae-Hyung. Not out of any deviancy, only to check if the boy was genuinely alright. The teen mentioned was stuck behind a man from another team, Sang-woo far behind him as they walked in single file to whatever game they were playing. The boy yelped when he saw something that was not there before.

There were people hanging up by their wrists in the middle of the game hall like some sort of chandelier. Most players gasped as the doctor was seen in the middle. Two masked men hung either side of the man, Dae-Hyung looking behind him to 101. He knew they had something going on. "Players, what you witness before you is what remains of those who broke the rules for their own benefit." The masked square announced, Dae-Hyung walking slowly as he stared at the sight. "They tainted the pure and fare ideology everything here has been built upon. Each and every one of you is considered an equal within the walls of this facility. You must be guaranteed the same opportunities without being disadvantaged or facing any kind of discrimination. We truly apologize for allowing for allowing such an unacceptable incident to occur." Dae-Hyung gulped as the masked square finished, 212 grinning at 101.

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Jun-ho walked through the Front Man's office, a gun in hand. The cop flinched when the phone rang, walking up to it slowly. That was before the elevator sounded, symbolling an arrival. The Front Man walked down the corridor without a worry, not knowing that Jun-ho was in there. Answering the phone quickly, he sighed. "Front Man speaking." He spoke, a mumble sounding on the other end. "Yes. A minor disturbance took place. But it's being addressed. No need to worry." The man spoke, Jun-ho hiding in another room with his gun ready. "No, it wasn't with 002. They don't suspect anything." The Front Man continued, hearing another mumble. "We will make sure no disturbances happen by the time the VIPs arrive." The Front Man spoke, Jun-ho wondering who 002 was. He didn't pay attention to any numbers when he was there, only focusing on his brother.

Shit.

"Yes, sir. The game will begin on time, in line with the schedule." The Front Man hung up the phone, sighing deeply before walking away. Jun-ho let out a relieved breath as he heard receding footsteps.

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Dae-Hyung was one of the first to walk into the familiar room from the third game. He got to the bottom of the stairs as he waited for everyone else in his team. Seeing 212 first, she stopped with 101, the boy rolling his eyes. "What's wrong? Sad?" The woman mocked, 101 sighing. "Why? Is your connection dead?" She teased, 101 watching her walk up to Dae-Hyung. The two conversed, before high fiving, 101 scoffing. "I'll kill that little slut." He spat, looking Dae-Hyung up and down before everyone got into their teams. "Players, welcome to the fourth game. For this game, you will be playing in teams of two. Please look around and find someone you wish to play with. When two people agree to partner, shake hands to show you have become partners." The woman spoke, Dae-Hyung humming and turning to his team.