Three years ago, I, Song Ki-hoon, became the winner of the Squid Game. That day, I became rich by 45 billion won, but the joy of survival was overshadowed by the memories of the blood and suffering of the dead participants. I couldn't live on that damn money.

Not wanting to put up with the tragedy, I began to look for ways to eradicate this deadly fun. I contacted Detective Hwang, who had once investigated the game, and met other survivors. Together we decided to find the organizer of the games, a man in a Frontman's mask, and convince him to stop this bloody madness.

Finally, after much searching and risky operations, we returned to the headquarters of the game. I was overcome by mixed feelings of fear and determination as I once again embarked on the path that led me here three years ago.

The first game was "If you drive more quietly, you will continue." I wasn't alone this time. I saw my old childhood friend, Jong-Be, and 454 other new players. My heart sank at the realization of their ignorance of what awaits them.

I knew that I had to help them avoid death immediately. I was the only one who knew about the true rule of the game: if anyone moved, they would be shot. I rushed towards them, shouting, warning them of the danger.

My intervention disrupted the organizers' plans. The players froze, looking at me in confusion and perplexity. I used this precious moment to explain to them the rules and the need to stick together.

Time was inexorably running out. I prayed that my words would reach their hearts and save their lives. The tension in the air was unbearable while the participants were making a decision.

— Everyone, listen to me very carefully!!! There are motion sensors in the eyes of this big doll!!! If you are spotted, you will all be shot!!