That night that you got handed that suspicious looking business card, would be the night that everything would change for you. A mysterious van showed up to the front door of your apartment after you called the number on the back and gave your information.

You poked your head inside, there were more people. Except, they were all passed out cold, it was definitely risky, but you climbed in anyways.

The morning after, you felt dizzy, you had zero idea where you were, and clueless as to what happened. You were put into a generic green jumpsuit and laid in a cheap bunk bed.

It seems as there were many others who were manipulated into this system aswell. You were all forced into playing these sick, and deadly games.

They were children's games, ones you'd see kids playing at the park on a normal day. Although, they weren't the ones that were at risk of their lives, you were.

The massacre that was happening right in front of you was so stressful. All you wanted to do was to get high in the bathrooms and fall back into your own world.

Looking around the field, it seems that it's not that uncommon for you and another to have that same reality.

There was another player, he stuck out like a sore thumb. Player 230. Out of the corner of your eye, you watched him open his cross necklace and take out a pill. You recognized that immediately, he was an addict.

You even seen his expression before he took the pill, he seemed... Terrified. It wasn't odd to see that, I mean, it was a total bloodbath. However, once the guider shouted green light, he turned his head towards you, and put a finger to his lips. It was like he was saying it was your little secret.

The man went on to push multiple players towards their death, sacrificing them for his joy and pleasure. It was strange, everybody else was frozen, or scared, but not him. He was jolting like a lightening bolt.

Fortunately, you survived this game, knowing that there would be more, you mentally prepared yourself on the walk back to the dormitory. Whilst you followed the guard that led you back, you felt a vibrating presence beside you, it was the guy from earlier.

"Hey, I know you saw me take one. This stays only between us, got it? I can't let anyone else know about my stash, especially those dumb guards," Su-bong whispered with a grin.

The two of you went back and fourth with eachother, eventually, it became a conversation. You told him you were just surprised that someone else was an addict, let alone had some drugs on-hand. He laughed.

By the time everyone made it back to the dormitory, you had already learned his name, and he learned yours. It was Choi Su-bong, yet, he likes the nickname Thanos. It felt silly, and a bit immature, but you didn't tell him that last part.

You leaned on the wall next to his bed, when you two were talking, it was like you totally forgot that he was still kind of high. He must be returning to his sober form by now, seeming as those drugs don't usually last long, yet have a large effect.

Suddenly, Su-bong thought of a plan. Since you both had stashes, why not share? He might just be a bit greedy, but that meant you could have some of his.

Once he told you about the plan, you agreed. It was actually well thought out, unexpected for someone like him.

Once the lights went out, and everyone was asleep, you executed the plan. You went up to one of the doors, and knocked. As expected, one of the guards was there, you said that you had to use the bathroom.

It took some pushing, but the guard opened the door, but right as they were about to lead you, Su-bong stood behind you in the doorway.

"Hey, the other bathrooms out of order, can I go in this one?" Su-bong asked, an innocent look on his face.

The guard was already suspicious, and tired, but they turned around and led both of you to the bathroom. The both of you stepped inside, thrilled that the plan had actually worked.

You and him got out the drugs you had, and started splitting them, of course, leaving some saved.

"This stash looks so awesome!" Su-bong said, he was ecstatic about this.