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CHANCE

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CHANCE

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𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒄𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒑𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒐𝒃𝒗𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒏









    ❛❛ SO... WHAT DID YOU SEE? ❜❜ 212 questioned 067 as the two and (Y/n) walked back into the space where the rest of the players were sleeping. "Come on, what did you see?"

"I'll tell you tomorrow," 067 answered in a bored manner.

"Why not tell us now?" (Y/n) suggested with a tilt of her head as she walked with them, her hands in her pockets that made it look like she was completely at ease even after the ploy that they had just pulled. "After all that we did for you... I think it's only right that we be given our reward."

"Yeah! Just tell us now!" 212 whispered fervently.

067 didn't.

(Y/n) wasn't too bothered.

From the walls' drawings, she had gathered that the second game was going to be another kids game, and that it would involve the shapes of a triangle, a circle, a star, and an umbrella. However, that didn't mean that she knew exactly which game it was since she didn't play many of the traditional kids games as a child, instead merely watching such games with one of her best friends as he and others played.

Her teeth grit when she remembered In-ho.

As kids, he had pushed her away, and when meeting him again as an adult, she then returned the favor by pushing him and his brother away, therefore making Jun-ho hate him.

It was a victory for her on all accounts.

Laying down in her bed, she grimaced when seeing another glint of a hidden camera, quickly crushing the device and tossing the pieces together with the others she had destroyed before sliding off her patch and setting it beside her head. Barely brushing the pads of her fingers over her closed eye that held nothing in its socket, she sighed and then closed her other (e/c) one to let sleep take its blissful hold over her.

It was almost too soon when music started playing on the speakers again in the morning.

"Attention," the woman on the PA began as everyone—including (Y/n)—sat up and began walking toward the front of the room where the circle-masked and triangle-masked guards stood with food and guns. "It is now time for breakfast. All players, please form a line in the center of the room."

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