Seong Gi-Hun was layed in the beds that belonged to squid game, on his back with a thin blanket over him that didn't stop a cold shiver running down his spine. He was back for the second time. He had the mission to stop the games and find out this 'Front Mans' identity.

His eyes opened, and glanced around either side of him. They were both asleep, but he read out the numbers in his head.

'044, 007' they both still looked gassed from whatever toxin was let out in the limo.

He got up from the bed, sorted his short, dark brown hair and walked down the stairs. He seemed very one gathered around confused, but he only knew what was happening. As he had been in the games before.