Ever since the games started, it felt like you were blessed with luck. Passing each round with somewhat ease, no one bothering you, and even sometimes if you're extra lucky, food appears on your bed when you look away.

While you came back from the bathroom, your eyes landed on your bed. Only to be surprised to see the guardian angel to be... Player 124? Standing in place as you watch the other player place something on your mattress. You hide behind the structure of beds, keeping your eyes keenly on the other man as he scurries away back to his group of friends.

As you strut back to your bed, you stare down to see what the man placed on your bed this time. A full soda resting on top of your blankets, waiting for you to drink it like an offering.