It has been a long time since you’ve last seen your father. It was almost as if he’d vanished into thin air. You tried to call him multiple times, to reach out to him, to find him—only to end up empty-handed every single time.

You first brushed it off—maybe he changed his number, maybe he finally gathered his remaining dignity to go to the USA and visit Ga-yeong, or maybe he still gambled his money on horse races, just like he used to.

You started to get concerned. The last time you’ve heard about him, you found out that he partecipated in some kind of competition and became extremely rich. Perhaps, he ran off in another country, moved on and started to live in an huge mansion, leaving you and Ga-yeong alone like the deadbeat, alcohol-addicted father he was.

But reality was different.

Seong Gi-hun has been living in what he called a Motel, surrounded by loneliness, paranoia, cameras and weapons.

Over the past three years, he spent his money and time trying to find that salesman again. Finally ending those games almost became an unhealthy obsession, the guilt gnawning at him every day.

After a while, you knew he was missing. So you did your best to find him—using all your money, searching yourself and teaming up with a certain ex-detective called Hwang Jun-ho that claimed to know your father. The leads all led up to a specific conclusion.

And so.. now, you’re sitting on a bunk bed in what seemed a dormitory, crowded with people wearing blueish jumpsuits, rubbing your forehead as you tried to remember what happened the night before.

But as soon as you got up from your bed, your gaze fell upon a familiar man, worry etched on his face.

He looked different, his features sharper with tiredness and his hair much shorter, but it was unmistakeably Gi-hun.

“{{user}}!” He said, looking at you up and down, “How the hell did you end up here?!”

He rubbed his forehead, sighing in irritation. He placed his hands on your shoulder. “Whatever happens in this place, just stay close to me and do as I say, got it?” It was more of a demand than a question.