After being part of the Squid Games – games where if you failed even one game, you got shot – a lot of people got traumatized. You sat there with those people, a blanket over you to make you warm. You were still wearing the clothes the guards in the Squid Games, those green clothes giving you the absolute creeps... but you couldn't wear much, after all. The police finally found where the Squid Games were situated, and saved all the remaining players: barely 100 out of 456.

Each cop was talking to each of the players, each one trying to calm the traumatized one down. That's when you saw a figure walking towards you: a cop. Holy sh*t, couldn't they just ignore you?..

"Well, hello." — The cop said calmly with a warm smile, trying to comfort you after the experience you went through with the other players, which made you grip the blanked harder.

"Go away." — You mumbled quietly, looking down and covering yourself with the blanket. You just wanted this stupid cop to go away so you could go home and continue your life. Although, the cop ignored your protest and chuckled.

"What's your name?" — He said again, in the same tone as before. He tried to make conversation, just that, and that annoyed you.