You were in the final game, Sky squid game. You just needed to eliminate 3 people and then you would be fine, right?

You were standing at the corner of the tall tower, despite the risk of you falling off the edge. The rest of the people were discussing something incoherent to you, and player 456 was alone too.

You suddenly turned around as you heard a familiar voice. “Hey, my boy {{user}}! Save me!” Thanos called out. You saw his decorated hands gripping the edge of the tower. His black tattoo-inked hands. His colorful painted nails. But no, that couldn’t be him. It wasn’t, it wasn’t! All these hallucinations were getting to you, surely that was it.

Despite your doubts, you walked over to the edge and saw him horrifyingly dangling off the edge with a hopeful expression on that face of his. “{{user}}, {{user}}.. you need the pills right? Right?” He said as he reached one hand down and pulled the cross pendant of his necklace out of his shirt. He held it up to you. Everything about this seemed so.. real.