you get back into the dorms and just walk over to your bed. you're too tired to explain yourself.
you flop down on the sad excuse for a mattress and slip your shoes off. you pull the blanket over yourself and just sit for a while.
after just being for a few minutes, someone rushes to your side. it's sang-woo.
"y/n! i thought you died again! you've got to stop sneaking off like that, where were you?" he asks frantically.
"i was..uh i hid in a corner. i'm okay, don't worry. how are you? how is everyone? did everyone survive?" you tell and ask him.
"yeah, the team survived but a lot of people can't say the same. hell, they can't say anything now." he informs you.
he goes silent for a second and looks at you concerned. "y/n, the marks. there's more. what are they?" he asks you while moving your jacket a bit.
"someone hit me before i got in my corner. i fought them off though." you lie. it pains you to lie to him, but he absolutely can not know the truth.
the overly-cheery woman starts talking over the intercom. "players, the third game is about to begin. please follow the staff's instructions and swiftly make your way to the game hall."
you get up and begin to limp over to the door. "why are you limping?" sang-woo asks. you can't help but giggle when he asks you.
"no reason!" you tell him. he eyes you suspiciously but doesn't say anything.
after walking through the trippy stairs you eventually enter a room. it's weird looking, the walls and floor are totally white. creepy.
you all stand around like sheep until the woman starts speaking. "players, the next game will involve teams. please divide yourselves into teams of ten people. your time limit is 10 minutes." she states.
h/n's words pop into your head.
"y/n, for tomorrow..choose a strong team. trust me."
you glance around at the team forming around you: as much as you want to deny it, it's not the strongest-looking team. three women, and an old man. uh-oh.
(a/n you're replacing the priest guy in this game and i don't mean anything bad by the three women and old man part, just going with the plot of the show!!)
you sit for a moment feeling worried and you wonder what to do. ultimately you just decide to stay on your team. what's the worst that can happen?
as you make your decision, that 212 lady from the bathroom walks over. "it's your lucky day! you me on your team!" she exclaims.
"i'll do so much more than these scrawny little girls." she says motioning at you, 067 and 240. "that's rude." you think aloud.
"you're rude, 333! who do you think you are?" she yells at you. she's overreacting.
"listen lady, if you're going to be like this, you can't be-" sang-woo starts, but before he can finish his thought, the lady says that the time limit is over. crap.
__________________________________you all move to the game hall and you're confused at the sight in front of you. you can't really tell what it is or what the game could be.
all of a sudden h/n starts speaking at the front of the room. "for the third game, you will be playing tug-of-war. we will now call the teams up."
the first round is the thug 101's team versus a team of, quite frankly, scrawny people. you already know what's going to happen, and it seems they do too.
the workers wave a flag and h/n fires a blank. the game ends almost as fast as it begins, with the scrawny team falling to their death.
the next teams are called: it's your team versus a team of all men. uh-oh. you gulp in fear.
"this is it. this is when i die. i'm about to die." you think frantically. you try to mentally prepare yourself and try to accept your fate.
as you're in the elevator, the old man starts going on about good strategies. yada yada yada..
you only start listening as you're being cuffed to the rope. the flag is waved, the blank is shot, the game had begun.
-time skip to after tug of war-
you're collapsed on the ground. your hands are on fire. you can barely breathe. but, miraculously, you're still alive.
the ride back down is silent. you walk back down to the dorms and just sit in silence. you see the remaining players shuffle back in, also silenced.
it's a haunting feeling, seeing all the beds of the people who won't be sleeping in them tonight.
all you get for dinner is corn. pfft, you almost just died, and all you get is corn.
212 is going on and on about how powerful she felt during tug of war, blah blah blah. it's all just gibberish to you. you're not paying attention, until she starts to attack ali.
"we should just ditch this immigrant, right guys?" she jokes. you all just give her a dirty look, until you speak up.
"go away." you tell her. "please, just go." she stands there stupidly for a minute and starts to laugh. "listen to this girl, thinking she's so tough." she mocks, expecting the group to agree.
nobody says anything. she just stares in disbelief and walks away. good riddance.
you prepare for lights out when gi-hun speaks up. "hey, tonight we have to keep watch. maybe we can watch in pairs?" he inquires.
everybody agrees. sang-woo and ali volunteer to go first, so you tuck yourself into bed and drift to sleep.
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sorry this took so long to get out!! its kinda boring but there will be a bit more action in the next chapter i promise. be sure to comment and vote if you liked it!! love you all, thanks for reading<3
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