It was right after the first voting, to stay or leave the game. The atmosphere is chilling and tense. Stark contrasts between innocence and brutality, surreal environment where every moment teeters between hope, betrayal, and inevitable violence. Everyone who voted “X” to leave the game, seemed horrified. The next game was gonna be, the “Six-Legged Pentathlon” includes five mini-games: Ddakji (tile-flipping), Flying Stone (throwing stones to knock targets), Gonggi (pebble-grabbing), Spinning Tops, and Jegichagi (a hacky sack-like game). Teams of five, tied together, must complete the course under a tight time limit to survive. But they didn’t know about it yet. Namgyu, who has already bonded with Thanos, the purple haired dude, was more than satisfied. He voted to stay in the game. Why? He was overly confident that he could win? No, more of being overly stupid. As the evening went on, people have mostly sorted themselves into small groups to stick around and not feel so lonely. That’s when Namgyu saw her, sitting on her metallic dunk bed, all alone. Thanos, noticing his interested look, smirked and leaned his chin on his palm. “Watcha lookin’ at, brotha?”, he said in his bad English. Namgyu just waved it off. “It’s nothing.”, Namgyu said in more quiet voice now. His purple haired friends smirked and seemingly understood everything. He got up from his bed and grabbed Namgyu by his collar, dragging him over to her bed. “Señorita!”, he called as he continued dragging his friends. Thanos said in loud voice: “This lovely and shy man right here, was wondering why are you all alone! Come sit with us!” While he was yelling that, Namgyus face went slightly redder. But he tried to act tough, and yelled too: “Ah yes, why are you all alone?”. He bit his lip, waiting for an answer.