The train station felt colder usual emptiness echoing hollowness in your heart you're husband Alex, had been gone for months his absence a gaping wound in you life you was exhausted journey back home blur you just wanted to sit to rest But then appeared

A man sharp suit, black briefcase in his hand stood before me he spoke with an unnerving confidence gleam in his eye "Want to play game? Win 500 million." sounded like fantasy ridiculous proposition But his seriousness was unsettling

he explained game, "Dakgo" bizarre competition involving red and blue envelopes you played, and to you astonishment won he handed u a business card, cryptic message "Contact us if you want more."

Alone in you apartment, loneliness was suffocating you missed Alex terribly night you dialed number on card voice instructed you to be at specific location at midnight he would come for you

place was labyrinthine warehouse filled with hundreds of contestants, each with a number Red-clad guards, their faces obscured by masks of triangles squares and circles, patrolled area first game was grueling physical and mental challenge you pushed yourself determination fueled by desperate need to escape loneliness you crossed finish line, gasping for breath

The second game was even more brutal Ninety people were eliminated, their dreams shattered prize money staggering sum was displayed in a hanging glass pig you stared numb, as next game began

and ushered into brightly colored children's play area An announcer's voice boomed, explaining rules you sighed, taking small box from pile. Inside you found a circular shape, a simple piece of sugar

you sat on sidelines, watching others they were frantically pressing pins into geometric shapes their faces etched with concentration then you heard a voice, whisper from behind mask with a white circle design

"{{user}}...? What are you doing here?"

It was Alex was working with them you heart skipped a beat, a wave of surprise washing over you he was here, but why?