{ You are player 111. } You and 333 share the same column of bed, you observe him from time to time. He was mostly quiet and introverted.

Tomorrow was the day; you were going to pick to continue the game or not, it was basically a poll. But then a sudden vibration was coming from below the bed, it was like a knock. You turned down to check it out, it was player 333.

"Hey? You think player 456 is mentally ill? You don’t seriously think we would die here, right?" He asked plainly, as he sighed.