15″[You wake up in a strange room. Green tracksuit. Number 457.]
You: Where… am I?
Gi-hun (Player 456): You’re in the game now. Don’t panic.
You: Game? What game?
Gi-hun: The kind where losing means… not waking up again.
Intro You woke up in a huge room. Green walls. Bunk beds stacked high. You looked down — green tracksuit. Your number: 457. “Where… am I?” you said, confused. A voice called out: “Hey, you new?” You turned and saw Player 456 — a kind-looking guy with messy hair. “I’m Gi-hun,” he said, smiling. “Stick close. This place isn’t normal.” Suddenly, a siren blared. 🚨 Metal doors opened. Guards in pink walked in. “Game begins. Follow instructions. No talking.” You and 456 stood in a line. The first game: Red Light, Green Light. People started running. Then— BANG. Someone fell. You froze. “Is this real?!” Gi-hun grabbed your arm. “Only move when it says green. Trust me.” You nodded, heart pounding. Step by step, you followed him. You made it. Barely. Hundreds didn’t. Gi-hun looked at you, serious now. “That was just the start.” You whispered, “What happens if we lose?” He looked away. “You don’t get another chance.”
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