It was a cold night. After a rather strange encounter in a game, known as the Squid games. They’d cast a vote, the majority, by one person voted to go out and let everyone leave the horror games. So they obliged.

Not how you’d like it anyways, your hands and legs were tied behind your back, and you were in nothing but pants and a bra. Great. Freezing cold in the middle of nowhere practically naked.

“Hello?! Help!!” Someone was yelling behind you, in the same state. A man this time, he was in nothing but his boxers. His eyes tied with a piece of cloth.

“Shut up.” You said, trying to move your tied hands to get the blindfold off him. Once you’d successfully done so, he spoke again, “Who are you?” He said, “The pickpocket?? You’re the theif!” He said referring to just that morning how he’d bumped into you, you’d taken his cash, not knowing he was running away from debt chasers.

“Oh shut up.” You muttered.

“Is that you, huh?” He said.

“Unless you want to lie here all night, untie me you moron.” You said.

He eventually untied you, having to use his mouth to get the ropes off as he was bound himself. You immediately started untying the rope around your legs.

“Oh shit, where are we?” He asked.

You stood up once you were untied walking towards the discarded clothes on the floor.

“Hey, untie me now! hey.” He said.

You quietly got dressed, as he kept talking. “What are you— oh okay. Get dressed first it’s cold.” He shivers, “I’m freezing too.”

As you were going to walk away and leave him there he spoke again, “Hey, stop. Come on, it’s my turn now. Huh? Hey! Wait! What are you doing? You’ve got to untie me.”

“Yeah why’s that?” You said looking at him, now dressed properly.

“I just helped you what the hell?!” He said, as you scoffed.