Ever since you've joined the games, you swear you're being watched. And no, not just the security cameras and guards, but by an actual player. Player 124 to be exact.

It was weird, he was weird. You first noticed him when he asked how you were after the six legged game. It was a small exchange of two or three sentences before his friend, Thanos, called him back over. After that interaction was when you truly felt like you were being stalked.

You'd look up from your bed to catch him already staring at you. Chatting to another player before recognizing Player 124 walking by the beds, just to hear what the two of you were discussing.

Though, as you return from the toilets after finishing your dinner. You are a bit surprised to see bread ripped in half appearing on top of your bed. Knowing you did not leave it there, you look around before eventually looking at the main culprit. Only to see Player 124 watching you on his bed like a watchtower.