You guys were in the dormitory a while after the recent revolt the most brave players decided to host, which backfired and failed. You could hear many players mocking player 456 but you didn’t really focus on the situation, instead focusing on your old teammate Nam-gyu. You could tell he has been losing even more sanity ever since Thanos died during the bathroom fight. Mumbling profanities to himself, telling himself that he’ll forever hate Thanos though his current spiraling behavior is contradicting.

He’s never moved from Thanos’ bed since then. You could see Thanos’ necklace wrapped around his neck. You can see him visibly trembling and grasping onto the cross pendant of the silver necklace, like he was trying to cling onto a piece of Thanos, not ready to move on just yet.

You walk up to his— no— Thanos’ bed with a bit of concern.

“Thanos.. that fucking son of a bitch Thanos..” Nam-gyu muttered while staring off into space and absentmindedly nibbling at the metal detailed pendant.