𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝕱𝖗𝖔𝖓𝖙 𝕸𝖆𝖓'𝖘 𝐖𝐢𝐟𝐞

021: Squid Game

A/N: gonna try my hardest to make this chapter at lest 1000-2000+ words. Idk.

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We were in a large rectangular room that only gave off a glimpse of gold light. I fought to keep my eyes on the two of them as they walked out. As the pink square was explaining the game and its rules, the bull spoke up.

"Squid Game..." He paused, "Sounds fun, what is it?" He asked I felt his eyes move to me as he did.

"It's an old children's game." Il-ho began, "It used to be played around every playground in sight. It can be played with two or more participants." He took a breath and continued, "There is the offense and the defense. The defender must try and get the attacker out before he or she gets them out and goes for the squids neck. They both can use any kind of violence." He finished, his eyes never left the two players.

"Any kind of violence?" The bull asked, now intrigued.

"Yes, any sort of violence is allowed." Il-ho said.

The game has now started, they don't have a time limit, so they could carry this out all day if they wished. 218 looked like he was talking with 456. I looked closer and 456 looked like he was holding something. Before 218 could get any closer to him, he threw what he was holding into 218's eyes.

218 stumbled back and yelled out as the sand hit his eyes. I felt a smirk creep up on my lips as I watched him struggle. It was 456's turn to talk now, he swung his arms out as he yelled out to 218. As if this moment wasn't emotional enough, rain started coming down on them.

After 218 finally got his eye sight back, he lunged forward with the table knife in hand to him. 456 dodged him and went under his arm and wrapped his arms around his waist. He rammed his head into his stomach and tried to push him out. 218 fought back and he planted his feet firmly on the wet sand.

Their yelling took over the yard. I watched as 218 swung his arm down on 456's back, trying to get him off. Sense that wouldn't work he plunged the knife into his thigh. 456 stumbled back yelling out. He held onto his thigh trying to stop the blood flow.

His head shot up at 218's voice.

"You recognize this place?!" He yelled out over the sound of pouring rain. "This is where we played red light green light! Where all those people died!" He continued.

What exactly was he trying to get into here? Was he trying to get under his skin, because if he was he must have. My thoughts were broken by the shrieking sound of 456's voice. His voice was raspy from yelling before hand, and it sound like he was about to lose it.

"It was you! You killed them!" He stung out.

He lunged forward as he yelled that out, knife in hand. He was able to knock 218 down, he wasn't able to keep the upper hand for long. 218 rolled the two of them over and started choking him out. 456 started clawing at 218's hands and arms to get him off.

When that wasn't working, he decided to take a hefty bite out of his foot. 218 screamed out and let go of his neck finally. 456 shot up and watched as 218 was holding onto his gashed foot.

Suddenly, 456 lunged forward at him, knocking him down. He gripped onto his collar and raised a fist to him. He swung it down repeatedly. 218's face was covered in thick crimson blood and his nose appeared to be broken, along with his jaw. If 456 kept this up he'll win by beating him to death.

I let out a relieved sigh as he finally stopped. 218's head fell limp when he did. I'm not even sure if he was still alive.

"Well, this is over." The tiger grumbled out.

Not yet. You have no idea what's coming up. Or do you?

456 lifted himself of 128 and stumbled back. He took a good look at his work before limping over to the squids neck. He got to be just outside it when he stopped. His body was shaking from the freezing rain, and the blood from his thigh just ran down his leg to the wet sand. He turned his body around while speaking out to the square, that was standing over 218 holding a gun to him.

"I can't." He began softly, "I can't do it." His finished, the last bit flowing into a whisper.

The square turned his attention over to 456, he was confused. He really wanted to end it all here? Give up the money now?!

"Player 456 wishes to end the game." 326 said over the walki to Il-ho.

"He-he wants to stop now?!" The tiger yelled out.

"He's giving up the prise money!" The bull finished.

We all watched as the guard stepped back and 456 went up to 218. He stuck out his arm to him and said,

"Come on Sang-woo, let's go. Let's go home." He said with a hopeful smile.

My heart rose to my throat as we watched 218 reach out to 456. In one swift movement, he swong his arm down, grabbing the knife, and punched it into his neck. I felt like I could throw up my heart right now. I felt hot tears pooling in the bed of my eyes as 456's body jolted at this. He rushed to 218's side and held him from under his neck, trying to stop the blood flow.

The VIPs cheered as they knew it was really over. I couldn't help but scoff. Good thing they didn't hear me over their cheering, but Il-ho did. He tightened his grip on my waist as a warning or something.

The next thing I saw was 456's head resting on 218's chest and the guard walking over to him. He was knocked out by the force of his gun. His body fell limp and the guard picked him up and threw him over his shoulder like a sack of potatos. Two circles came out holding the black coffin that was decorated with a pink bow. How cute.

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A/N: it's still a little short, ik. But I did make it past 1100+ words SO- see ya in the next one. :)

Word count: 1111.