The excitement and adrenaline was to much for one to sleep. The night was so loud but so very quiet. Lonely but filled with so many things.
Taking a look at the card, I thought over what it could be, so many things. The keypad of my phone was unlocked and it was as if I was giving myself unnecessary anticipation.
Ring ring...(1)
Ring ring...
It was seconds before someone had picked up the phone on the other end.
"Do you wish to participate in the game?"Game? What game? Is it like earlier?
"If you wish to participate then please state your name and birthdate"
It was simple enough, my gut gurgled from uneasiness or was it the hunger?
Either one it made me anxious to think what I was signing up to. I told him my name and birthday and he had told me that there would be someone here to pick me up in a few hours. I still hadn't slept and it's starting to kick in, through my drowsiness I wrote a note to my brother, simple, not long.Gone to get a bit more cash, should take a few days, be home soon! ♡
I smiled at the hand written note and put my shoes on, getting ready for what I believed to be a long trip, looking back at it now I think of how idiotic it was.
It was another hour that went by, it could have been an hour before or after 12. I tried to shove my hands further into my pockets atteting to keep the warmth in, my hair was already drenched but I was determined. For all I knew I could have been lied to but here I am. As the sleep started pulling at my eyes a car pulled up infront, it was more a van, but hey no judging. Only if it's white then we call it a pedo van.
I poked my head down and slightly lean into the window, they didn't even look at me, a bit rude.
"Um hello?"The person in the car spoke with a streight forward tone.
"Password""Oh right the pass- Red light, green light" the way this guy acted made me feel like there was something wrong. The back doors opened once I said the password, to my surprise there seemed to be a few others as well. Good for them! They are asleep though.
"Everyonr else tired to?" The atmosphere was creepy, all i did was try and start a conversation but nothing said. When the doors closed it gave me a little fright but what scared me most was the gas being sprayed in my face.
I started feeling lightheaded no energy to cough just inhail. I passed out. Nothing else to be said, in truth it had to be the most relaxing feeling, floating in a space so safe.
My eyes ache, my body hurt, I felt myself being moved. My clothes being messed with and eventually being moved to a soft padding. Whatever it was, it was better then the old mattress with broken springs and stained fabric.
The sounds of others speaking awoke me from my comfortable yet muscles straining sleep. "Hmm" there was so many people, all of which where already up, everyone was set on bunkbeds mine being one of the highest, I looked over the interations, already making my assumtions. Mama told me assuming was bad, but when it comes to people, assuming is all we have until knowing them on a deeper level.
I took a mental note of what I saw. The rock hard tough group, the nerdy group, the outcasts annnd the exta introverted group. They weren't fully established as they were still getting to know each other but it was safe to say like kindergarten, the person you ask to be your bestfriend and stay by your side usually does.
A fight started, it does seem like what would happen in a prison, not saying that it is one, the closed off room with no windows does give off the vibe so why not fill it.
Like predicted and exactly like everyone else, my clothes had changed my number, 456, displayed clearly across my chest. 'This reminds me of a movie I watched' I had thought. Looking around to get an idea, I saw a board above the metal door, it had the amout of players, 456. Thats a lot of people, I bet we have to play against eachother, how competitive.
I took my time getting from the top to the bottom, as soon as my foot touched the floor the doors at the front of the room had opened. The chatter died down pretty quick but it was still whispering all around. Being a regular female, all these males were towering over me. I couldn't see a thing, so being as polite as I was raised, I excused myself passed the larger blokes. Out in front was a group of people in bright pink looking suits with masks covering their faces.(2)
The majority of them had circles, only one of them had a square. I wonder what that means. Maybe it suggests a hierarchy or maybe its based on tricks where they switch out or something.
They seemed so uniform, in sync. Did they have military training?"I would like to extend a hearty welcome to you all, each of you will participate in 6 different games over 6 days. Those who win all 6 games will resive a handsome cash prize."(3)
The speaker was cut off by a man who seemed concerned in process. Claims of kidnap and so on. I do agree with it but we did sign up for it no?
They went on to explain the confidentiality of the masks and the taking of our items but that didn't seem to satisfy the others.It got juicy when the square pink guy pulled a remote from his pocked, turning the lights of and projecting a few peoples' issues there by suggesting that everyone has some type of dept issue.
"Will you go back to your old depressing lives or will you seize this opportunity for another chance" whoever this guy was, he was really good in convincing the majority of the people. His silk like voice added to the mystery of it all. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad here after all. He continued to answer the questions such as what games and how much money. Again keeping some questiins secretive.
When the giant pig ball came out down from the roof it did shock me, but not going to lie, the games are what I'm excited about most.
The man in pink had asked everyone to line up to sign a concent form. I hated the way the other "contestants" acted, so inside themselves that they can't manage a simple please or thank you, again it's the small things that do it.
It was my turn to sign the paper, there were only 3 terms.
1) A player is not allowed to stop playing.2) A player who refuses to play will be eliminated.
3) The game will be terminated if the majority of the players agree.
As soon as I read them something clicked. Eliminated was such a strong word, why not use 'disqualified' or 'will lose'. There is a reason for the lack of infomation and usually there would be more infomation, for example: 2 or more winners- how will the money be split? or why does the abily of not being able to stop come into it?
"This is a game of death"
It came out before I could register it, quiet enough for the people behind and beside to easily miss but for the one if front was clear as day. The pink man somehow stiffened his stance, if how he was before wasn't enough."Well, that just makes the games real then" I gave the pink guy a smile, nodded and signed.
"Thank you"
The pink guy watched me move out of line, his head following me before turning back to the next person. I had retreated back to my bed as it would be at least a little longer for the signing process.A good 10 minutes went by and everyone had put their name on the line of concent.
-----------------
I am still trying to get use to writing I instead if you. I got so used to writing you did this instead of i did and now im messed up so do let me know and i'll fix.(1396 words)
(1) ring ring hello? Ring ring hello? Ring ring- nobody's home! But charlie you are the banana king~(2) Donno if its just me but through some camera shots and lighting of the show they do change from a bright red to a hot pink to a bright almost neon orange, I like to think its hot pink though.
(3) ok so does this mean it actually took 7 days as people had asked to go home or did they return a few hours after being kicked out? I feel that would have taken a long time to undress everyone, put them in a car, go across the fary and then a few hours drive be dropped off at different location. That would have had to do that twice there and back.
It would have taken an extra day no?

YOU ARE READING
Front Man x reader| Favouritism not Cheating| Squid game/Workers X Reader
Fanfiction~Completed~ The artwork isn't mine!!!! A story of a player who wins the hearts of the surrounding workers. Maybe the mysterious black figure is more so than the rest. I have yet to see a full fanfic about squid game's workers and the Frontman. Ther...