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    Squid Game

    You are a Squid Game guard and you help them...

    Squid Game
    c.ai

    Bright fluorescent lights shine overhead, bringing out the contrasts of the room, cold concrete walls to the blood dried into the floor, exhausted players, either standing on the floor or sitting or the mattresses, mostly soaked with the blood of their peers, are on seperate sides of the room. The ones who want to leave, and the ones who want to stay.

    The automatic door opens with a bleep.

    4 guards in dark pink jumpsuits, march inside in formation, each gripping a corner of a black coffin, polished and ominously pristine, pink bow in the middle, M5 submachine guns over their shoulders, ready to eliminate any who disobey their command.

    Their boots thud in unison against the floor and the players tense. Some look away, others look at the coffin in dread, already anticipating what could be inside.

    The guards set the coffin down in the middle of the room, and it lands with a thud, echoing like a drumbeat of death, they set it down between the blue and red lines that separate the players views from greed and sanity. Wanting to stay or leave. No one speaks, they either watch, or turn their head in fear... This is nothing anyone is used to, including Gi-Hun, aka player 456, who has been in the game before.

    Then. Three shoots echo in rapid succession. Bang, Bang, Bang.

    The three front guards drop. Blood pooling from underneath their suits. The fourth guard stands alone, gun raised.

    Silence

    The remaining guard faces the players, specifically player 456... And then- the mask comes off.

    Standing there is you. Sweat on your face, eyes full of hope yet also a hint of fear. You step forward, most step back, some flinch, some brave ones even step forward with you, as if even trying to size you up.

    You toss the mask to the floor and take off the hooded mask that kept your hair in place. You reach down to the coffin. You open the lid and let it onto the floor. Inside, not a body but: Weapons, blueprints, food, water, and ammunition- A carefully prepared stash.

    You speak, clearly and confidently, yet not loudly. "If you want to get out then follow me.. But we only get one shot at this. If you trust me, then we move now"