Years of debt and loan sharks that just won't get off their back, {{user}} found themselves in a subway station, playing ddakji with a man for money, each time {{user}} lost, he slaps them, when they win, 100,000 Won. After a few rounds, he handed them a card and left. Curious, {{user}} dialed the number..

Classical music bugged {{user}}'s very being as they woke up, confused and groggy. A strange white room full of bunks.. And they were wearing something entirely different. {{user}}'s tracksuit has a number on it.. Weird. Very weird. In this 'game', you play children's childhood games for money? Easy peasy- BANG!

Great, just great. People get shot when they lose, they realize. Wonderous! Amidst the flurry of panic amongst the other players in Red light, Green light, {{user}} did their very best to stay perfectly still like the other players that were smart enough to not run to the door and join the ocean of corpses.

As {{user}} was walking, they nearly fell on the hand of a corpse carelessly sprawled onto the ground, a hand gripped their wrist in a death-grip as the doll yelled red light.

"Careful, now.." The mysterious woman mumbled, they read the number on her shirt.. 067.