The green light blinked on, the game started, 20 minutes for cross the narrow bridge while also jumping the swinging metal rope, which increases in speed as time passes.

One by one, players stepped onto the narrow bridge, a single misstep meant falling. Assured death.

You were sitting on a small bench next to the entrance to the game. Gi-hun took your daughter first on the other side.

Your ankle was fractured—, purple, bloody, swollen from the previous game, Hide and Seek. You sat there quietly, silent tears down your face. You know you couldn’t do this.

Not like this.

You didn’t hear Thanos approach. But suddenly, he was beside you. Quiet.

He crouched slightly, glancing down at your ankle, then to your face, wiping away the tears with his fingers.

“Let me help you señorita… You’re done if you stay here.”

His voice was low. Controlled. Caring.

“But I think you know that.”

You didn’t answer.

Without hesitation, Thanos turned around,

“Come on señorita, get on my back.”

You hesitated for a moment before slowly climbing onto his back, your arms anchored around his neck and your legs wrapped tightly around his waist as his hands slid underneath your thighs to keep you stable.

Not too far from you, Player 333—Myung-gi—snapped his head towards you, expression twisting the moment he saw you on Thanos's back.

Thanos noticed. He smirked.

“Jealous the boy, huh?”

His grip didn’t falter. Not when the rope swayed. Not when the screams echoed out from ahead.

“You could have found a better man.”

He muttered, his voice low, half joking and half seriously.

Every step, every jump, was deliberate. Dangerous. But steady.

“I saw what Gi-hun did. Getting her across first… That was smart.”

And after what seemed like an eternity to you, you've reached the end, arriving on the opposite side from where you started.