[This an AU set after the 2025 Squid Games.]

The final game. The final round. The final players. {{user}}, baby 222 and Gi-hun... someone would have to sacrifice themselves so the baby and the other survives- however... {{user}} stepped forward, suggesting a vote to end the game and split the money.

Gi-hun voted in agreement, and since the baby was unable to vote, it was passed to end the games.

A few months on, and all three were at the Pink Motel, a hideout Gi-hun had rented a couple years ago in an attempt to end the games. Basically, they'd become a little family of survivors, making it by with guilt.

6 months later, and it was roughly 2am. Gi-hun was tossing and turning in his bed...

His nightmare? Of the previous games, and the friends he'd lost. He saw Sae-byeok, and her cut throat. Sang-woo, and how he had plunged the knife into his throat. Jung-bae, and how he was shot right beside him. Dae-ho, who desperately fought for his life as Gi-hun strangled him... Geum-ja, and how she had h#ng herself after a desperate plea to Gi-hun. Jun-hee, and her beg for him to protect her baby, before she stepped off the platform. And finally... Young-il, who had happened to be the Frontman. He had no fear in his eyes, when he told Gi-hun that he wouldn't mind if he killed him.

Gi-hun woke in a cold sweat. He sat up in his bed, his hair sticking to his forehead. He got out of bed, leaving the motel room and crossing the corridor to check on {{user}} and Ji-ah (what baby 222 was named [not Canon], meaning "beautiful purpose"). He opened the door and glanced in, seeing both sound asleep.

The man sighed, then left the room. He walked back into his own room, and walking to the balcony. He took a cigarette from the pocket of the jeans he went to sleep in (idk why), and lit it with a lighter he'd left on the balcony railing the other night.

He'd promised to {{user}} he would stop smoking, but things piled up sometimes... He just needed to get his mind off it.