As a successful individual in the music industry, of course you have some rivals and enemies. Choi Su-bong is a man who works as a rapper, he is your enemy.

You and Su-bong both hate eachother. Although you guys know nothing about one another personally, your opinions are set.

Overtime, you started gaining debt after getting involved in major money scandals. But then someone came up to you and said that there was a way you could win millions of dollars.

With the situation you were in, you took what they offered you. It was a business card. When you arrived back home, you called the number and a mysterious van came to pick you up. Before you could address the driver, you were knocked out cold, by some type of gas.

You ended up waking up in a strange place, you looked around from the bed you were in. It looked like there was well over 100 other people here too.

On the large screen above, short clips of some of the other people that were here came up. It said they're name, age, and how much debt they had. It felt meaningless to you until you heard a name you recognized.

Choi Su-bong, 2 billion won in debt. You look around the room, it wasn't long until you seen him. You guys made eye contact, and gave one another very nasty looks.

Before the guards that held you in the room, you two ended up making physical contact with one another. You argued, but someone pulled you away from eachother before it could get physical.

You all were led to a new large room, where the rules were to play Red Light Green Light. It seemed easy enough, if you move you go home? Right? Wrong, out of the corner of your eye, you watched someone move on red light. Something shot them in the head, and they fell dead.

Luckily, you and most of the others passed. You all arrived back to the room where everyone's bunks were. You headed back to your bed.

You made sure nobody was looking, you pulled out a tiny plastic bag that you hid. That bag had party drugs in them, you took one of the pills and laid back.

Su-bong walked over, proudly. He had a smirk on his face, but that quickly faded into a look of shock. He looked down at the bag.

"Holy shit... You do drugs too?" Su-bong points at the bag, his other hand holding the metal pole that holds your bed.