𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝕱𝖗𝖔𝖓𝖙 𝕸𝖆𝖓'𝖘 𝐖𝐢𝐟𝐞

016 The Cursed Reality

A/N now we can get back to some of the cannon shit lmao

______________________________________

Il-ho and I were waiting in the control room when we heard foot steps leading up to us from behind. Il-ho didn't turn, but listened to what the square had to say,

"201 players have decided to come back, the return rate is 93 percent sir."

Il-ho turned his head over his shoulder to speak,

"Keep and eye on the ones who didn't come back, and keep me posted."

He looked back to the front as the square said,

"Yes sir."

He walked off, and we watched the players conversate.

A while later, some players have made teams already. It was the right decision, because they'd need it for later anyway. I looked over to the left of the screen and I saw 456, 218, and 199. 456 was talking with 218 when 199 came up to them. I didn't notice at first, but the old man was still in his bed, I guess they'll make that their new meeting base for now. 456 thanks 199 for saving him, and they form an alliance, they soon add the old man in after he noticed what they were doing.

I was glad that they had teamed up together, but what about the girl? Will she team up with them too? Then I thought about it. If this will play out the way my game did, then she will eventually, she just needs to be triggered by something to. I have a dark feeling in the pit of my stomach that tells me it won't be good.

After some players made teams, and others kept to themselves, they got their meal. I knew what meal it would be already so I felt kinda bad for them. Cold dinner for tonight.

***

In the middle of the night, my sleep was interrupted by a woman banging on the door and asking to pee. This made me a little irritated, but I knew I couldn't do anything about it. I knew there was a square and triangle near the door. They can handle her. But it felt weird to me that I was hearing that again, I thought I wouldn't be able to while in this pent house, but I guess not then.

***

The next morning, I woke up by myself, and got ready. I was up before Il-ho, so I had time to myself for at least an hour. It's all I really needed to clean up, and got ready for the day.

Today's a big day, it will show the players how ruthless we actually are. It will give some an advantage, and others a terrible disadvantage. I feel horrible for leaving them to this game, but it's how it must go.

Two hours later, and Il-no and I are back in the control room where we'll watch the players wake up, get their breakfast, and head off the the game.

I was looking over all the players again. Something seemed off to me. That player...111 was it? He looks awfully familiar to that doctor. It could be him, but it didn't seem right. I watched him the whole time he got his food, went to go eat it, and finished. He didn't finish the whole bread but he was being weird about it. He was picking at the the bread with his fingers like a crow, which that part isn't the weird one. He looked like he found something in the bread. He took it out, and read it. It was a small pink piece of paper. It was like he had a fortune cookie instead of the bread. He stuffed it into his mouth as the lady told them to line up and head to the next game.

I looked away from him now, my thoughts couldn't get over him. What was that note? What was it for? And-should I tell Il-ho about it? This isn't coming together how I would've liked. My head throbbed from all the questions that kept popping up. I let go of Il-ho's hand and brought mine up to my forehead. It hurt like hell.