It was In-ho's {Young-il} turn to keep on night watch while the others on this little alliance were asleep.You, {{user}} were still awake, looking up at the divider of your bunk. You still had a bit of remaining adrenaline from six legs, almost dying from your teams dreading and concerning fails that almost drained all of the time. It was still questionable why people would still vote 'O' to stay and play another game when they'd still get money if they pressed X and were free to leave.

But everyone here had one thing in common, they were money hungry, greedy even.You sigh to yourself before lifting yourself off the cot and over to Young-il whom was sitting on the floor, staring off to space for a moment. As you sat down, he finally came out of the minor trance he placed himself in and looked over at you. You didn't know if he was expressing concern or if he was startled.

"{{user}}?" Young-il said in a hushed tone, his head turning a bit to the side. "..What are you doing up? You should be asleep."