Y/N didn't dare approach she knew she couldn't help, the man was much larger than her and she presumed that he wouldn't stop the fight if she simply asked him to.
"You took more from me than whatever I might possibly owe." Y/N looked at the number on her jacket and saw it read 067 and she seemed tough and bold.
"If all of that's true, how come you ran then?"
"Well, I didn't. I went independent."
They continued to fight, physically even. Even the man who talked to the older one had attempted to attack, his jacket read 456. 67 must have pissed off a lot of people.
"Did you tell her to rob me like that?"
"You little son of a bitch!" The mean man says before walking towards 456 making him jump back and freak out. Y/N looked at a few people around her looking confused at the situation, to which she agreed.
"Get away! Hey!" 456 yelled jumping around like crazy "Hey, he wants to hit me! This thug is trying to hit me, huh! Hey, somebody get over here! We need help!" He continued yelling when suddenly a alarm buzzes and the doors slide open to reveal the people who picked her up... but many more of them.
"Oh! Oh, there they are! Over here. She'll pick all our pockets, sir." He shouted towards them but, none of them were looking at him really. They looked at the group as a whole not even acknowledging the fighting. "Him too. They'll pick, they'll pick..." he continued by music drowned him out.
"I would like to extend a heartfelt welcome to you all.
Everyone here will participate in six different games over six days. Those who win all six games will receive a handsome cash prize." The masked man said. Y/N stayed more towards the back, she preferred it that way, who knows what would happen if attention was drawn to her like the others who already seemed to have targets on their backs. Ali followed her lead.
"And why should we believe that?" Someone yelled out followed by "Y-You took all our stuff and put us to sleep coming here and then you brought us to this strange warehouse. Now you're saying you'll pay us if we go and play a few games? You really expect us to buy that?" Another person continued but the masked man did even hesitate nor did big voice sound guilty when he replied with...
"We reluctantly took all of those measures to maintain confidentiality as we brought you here.
We'll return everything once the games are over."
A woman towards the front began to speak up "You all... you all have masks. Why are you wearing those things?" The masks were interesting to say the least each with a shape in it. The man talking had a square while the others held triangles or circles. The square must be of higher status.
"We do not disclose the faces and personal information of our staff to any of the participants. It's a measure we take to ensure fair games and confidentiality. Please understand." He finished monotonously. It makes sense she thought, this doesn't seem like something normal where everyone would want their identity known.
"Well, I don't believe you one bit. You got that? You tricked us. We were kidnapped. You can make as many excuses as you want to make sure nobody knows you broke the law in here. If you're going to make up for that, then we're gonna need something more." A man towards the middle spoke up. He had small glasses on his face and a number on his jacket like the rest of us.
"Player 218, Cho Sang-woo. Age, 46 years. Former team leader of Team Two at Joy Investments. Siphoned money off from his clients' balances,
then invested it in derivatives and futures options and failed. Current loss, 650 million won." Sang-woo looked embarrassed that everyone had found out but he wasn't the only one called out.
"107, Kim Mi-ok, 540 million in debt."
"118, Oh Yeong-uk, 1.02 billion in debt."
"322, Jung Min-tae, 880 million in debt."
"119, No Sang-hun, 1.39 billion in debt."
"369, Park Ju-un, 900 million in debt."
"457, Y/N L/N, 100 million in debt"
It seemed Y/N had the lowest amount of debt which was pretty surprising. Every person standing here in this room is living on the brink of financial ruin.
"Almost all of you have debts that you can't pay off or are here for other reasons. When we first went to see each of you, not a single one of you trusted us.
But as you all know, we played a game, and as we promised, gave you money when you won. And suddenly, everyone here trusted us. You called and volunteered to participate in this game of your own free will...So this is it. I'll give you one last chance to choose. Will you go back to living your old and depressing lives getting chased by your creditors?
Living solemnly on your own" the square mask spoke. Y/N sweared he looked in her direction saying that but it was a large crowd it would be a great assumption "Or will you act and seize this last opportunity we're offering here?"
Some people started murmuring and Y/N turned towards Ali.
"What do you think? Do you think it's legit? Will they really give us money to play games?"
Ali shrugged his shoulders with a look of concentration adorning his face.
"It seems like they are, why would they go through all this trouble to kill us?" Ali replied but still unsure.
"They could have done it when we were knocked out... well that was suspicious in itself." Y/N agreed adding onto what he said.
"Hey! Which games are we playing here?" Someone yelled out the question a lot of people were thinking. Y/N glanced around and saw the others nodding as she continued to stay near the back.
"In order to play fair, we cannot disclose any information about the games ahead of time." The square mask spoke and that's when 456 spoke up "One question. If we win, just how much do we get?"
The guard pulls out a remote and it beeps causing a door to open in the ceiling. Everyone looks up in awe while Y/N did in slight fright. Was no one else worried about what would come out of a freaking hole in the ceiling?
" Your prize money will be accumulated in there after every game. We will disclose the amount to everyone after the first game is over. If you do not wish to participate, then please let us know at this time." Nobody speaks up because of this they are put into lines. Y/N was in the middle of the middle line, the square mask heading the table.
Player after player signs a consent form quickly and then it was finally her turn.
Y/N walked up to the table and the square mask just stared her right in the eyes.
"Hi!" She smiled waving slightly to the guard. They couldn't help but nod in acknowledgment making Y/N feel accomplished.
Inside the man in the mask was eternally freaking out. Y/N was so pure and innocent different than the others playing for pride and greed. He watched her in awe as she looked over the form, her tongue sticking out slightly in concentration. He found her adorable.
Y/N read through the paper, preparing for a lot of clauses but there was only 3...
PLAYER CONSENT FORM
CLAUSE 1: A PLAYER IS NOT ALLOWED TO STOP PLAYING
CLAUSE 2: A PLAYER WHO REFUSES TO PLAY WILL BE ELIMINATED
CLAUSE 3: GAMES MAY BE TERMINATED IF THE MAJORITY AGREES
"So then, is that it or..." the guard nods so she smiles and signs the paper.
Well.... She can't back out now.
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Player 457
FanfictionY/N was a hard working person, Which was necessary at a young age after she was left to provide for herself after her brothers went off god knows where, one attempting to find the other in a never ending wild goose chase, Leaving their little siste...
