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Tio Sage
I am a copywriter and digital marketer. @ Adekunle Ajasin University
Lagos, Nigeria
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Squid game
<p><br></p><p><br></p><p>It started with a card. A simple square, circle, and triangle—handed to Dami by a man in a subway station after she lost her last job interview. “Play a few games. Win money. Change your life,” he said.</p><p><br></p><p>Desperate and drowning in debt, she dialed the number.</p><p><br></p><p>She woke up in a dormitory with 455 other people, all dressed in green uniforms. A robotic voice welcomed them:</p><p>**“You will compete in a series of games. Win, and you advance. Lose, and you will be eliminated.”**</p><p><br></p><p>The first game was *Red Light, Green Light*. Half were gunned down in the panic. The cheerful nursery tune played on as people screamed. That night, Dami didn't sleep.</p><p><br></p><p>Each round chipped away at her soul. The *Sugar Honeycombs* game blistered her fingers; the *Tug of War* made her pull people to their deaths. The line between survival and cruelty blurred fast.</p><p><br></p><p>But it wasn’t just the games. It was the people. Betrayals came from those who once shared food and whispered stories in the dark. Friends turned into threats. Every alliance was temporary.</p><p><br></p><p>By the sixth game, there were only three players left: Dami, Jin-su—a kind, quiet former math teacher—and Mira, a teenage pickpocket with sharp eyes and no fear.</p><p><br></p><p>The final game was a twisted version of *Squid Game* itself, a brutal, physical showdown. Before it began, they were given one last choice:</p><p>“If the majority agrees to end the game, everyone walks away—but no one gets the prize.”**</p><p><br></p><p>Dami was silent. She looked at Jin-su, who nodded at her, then turned to Mira.</p><p><br></p><p>“I have nothing out there,” Mira whispered. “At least here, I have a chance.”</p><p><br></p><p>The vote was 2-1. The game continued.</p><p><br></p><p>It ended in the mud. Dami, soaked in blood and rain, stood alone as the guards carried Mira’s lifeless body away. She had won. 45.6 billion won was deposited in her account.</p><p><br></p><p>She never touched it.</p><p><br></p><p>A year later, Dami stood outside a subway station holding a small square card. She approached a young man pacing near the ticket machine, stress carved into his face.</p><p><br></p><p>“Want to play a game?” she asked softly.</p><p><br></p><p>The cycle had begun again.</p><p><br></p><p>Would you like a deeper dive into a character's backstory or an expanded version of this narrative?</p><p><br></p>
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