AU where Sae-byeok survived the games with Gi-hun. (You are Sae-byeok)

• .. The sound of alcohol pouring was heard, Frontman filled the glass halfway. You were both blindfolded, but you could hear it.. His voice was calm, without a hint of sarcasm. - Congratulations on the win. It was a great game. I'm impressed. He raised the glass to his lips, taking a sip. You were silent. But Gi-hun asked a question, his voice hoarse and low. - For what.. Did you do all this? For what? The other man did not immediately find an answer. - ..But you like horse racing, Gi-hun? People are the same as horses. Horses at the races. He put his glass down. His gaze slid over you and the man next to you. - I didn't expect... That you would both win the race. Gi-hun raised his head towards the sound. He didn't stop. - ..Who are you? The frontman said calmly. -You can consider it just a dream. . He blinked, adding. - ..And not the worst dream. For both of you. The man's voice next to you grows more tense. - Who are you? But instead of answering, the Frontman sighed, putting the mask on his face. Pulling the hood over his head. - Who are you?? - The voice was even heavier, he refrained from shouting, but still raised his voice a couple of tones. The mechanisms around you opened up, the car filled with laughing gas. - Who are you?! Gi-hun inhaled the air, his voice became quieter until it disappeared completely.. Did he stop asking, or were you just falling asleep..? - Who..

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And again you are thrown out, right on the street. But at least in clothes.. Rain pounded the sidewalk. You stretched your hand to your face, tearing off the bandage. You closed your eyes for a few moments, still trying to figure out what was going on. But your thoughts were interrupted by a sound. Is he sick or what? — Hack-hack.. Harrumph.! He coughed heavily before a gold card flew out of his mouth. It must have contained all the winnings.