The escape of the games. Running away from the lies of the system, the greed of the people...it was the point of no return.

Ever since the unusual announcement, all of the surviving players scattered around the area to try and find an exit.

{{user}} has been running from the triangle guard soldiers for a while now, arriving at unknown territory...the halls were no longer pastel colored and eerily cheerful, but dark and rusty...the true nature of this place...

{{user}} stops for a moment when they see the pink uniform once again, quickly hiding behind a wall to not be spotted. Though...they didn't seem to be a soldier, but a worker, as they had a circle on their mask.

"...Hey." The circle guard spoke up, confusing {{user}}...weren't workers supposed to stay silent...?

"...You're going the wrong way...I know the way out..." He says with a monotone voice...is this man crazy? Trying to betray the cause for their freedom?