Ch.1 Red light, Green light

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~Y/n pov~

The van stopped in front of me.

My parents always told me not to talk to strangers or get into suspicious vans but here we are.

I stepped closer to the passenger window and peered in.

There was someone in a hot pink suit (I thought they were red when I first watched).

The hood covered his face so I couldn't see what he looked like.

"L/n Y/n?"

My voice caught in my throat for a second before I swallowed and managed to reply, "Yeah, that's me."

"Password?"

"Red light, green light."

The door automatically slid open so I took that as my queue to get in.

The door closed and before I could say anything the man had pressed a button and gas started to fill the van.

My eyes widened in panic but it was too late to do anything because my body was already loosing consciousness.

The man had turned to look at me and that's when I realised he was wearing a gas mask.

My vision faded into black as the vehicle started to move.

~*~

My eyes shot open and I looked up with a startled expression, observing my surroundings.

Where the hell was I?

There was classical music players and hundreds of other people appeared to also be waking up and getting out of the beds.

I looked down and noticed I was wearing a green jumpsuit.

It had a number tag.

My number was 372.

I looked around and noticed hundreds of other bunk beds.

There were two more beds above mine.

You would die if you fell from that height.

I shivered at the thought.

Bunk beds this high make me feel uneasy.

I'd feel better if I was at the bottom but I'm on the second one.

Hurriedly, I climbed down the ladder and watched as people walked down the steps into the centre of the room.

That's when I spotted him.

Seong Gi-hun.

What the hell was he doing here?

He started talking to this old man.

I approached them.

"Gi-hun?"

He whirled around with a scared expression and then relaxed when he saw me.

Gi-hun tensed up again, "What are you doing here?"

I raised an eyebrow at him, "I could say the same to you."

The old man was ignoring us and counting.

Gi-hun frowned and pulled me closer.

"Are you counting the number of people here?" Gi-hun asked the man, "It says up there."

He pointed to a screen above the door that showed the number of players.

I had noticed that earlier in my panic.

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