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Everyone stepped on the platform, their footsteps carefully walking over the puddle of blood. Daeho let Myunggi and Eden alone, going to help Jun-hee.
"I'm really sorry, Eden." He spoke up.
Eden turned to him and shrugged, "I already told you it was fine." She gave him a soft smile.
"Yeah, I know," he paused, shaking his head. "If I had known you weren't inside, I wouldn't have entered the room." He told her, "I swear."
Eden let out a small smile and chuckle, "actually, I'm glad you did." Everyone turned to her in confusion, making her sigh. "Let's just say that the person that dragged me into a room would've definitely push you further from the room instead of helping." She gave him an awkward smile.
"Thanos saved you?" He asked, his eyes widening.
She nodded, her eyes shifting to the ground.
"Thanos!?" Daeho froze as his voice slightly cracked, "the grape?" He added in question, making Eden snort.
"Yeah, I know..." she trailed off then turned to Myunggi, "this doesn't mean I like him, trust me, he's still the asshole that he is." She reassured.
Myunggi shrugged, "I can't even be mad at him." He muttered. "The thought of being in a room with him still makes me want to puke, though."
"I second that." Daeho added, making the pair turn to him.
Eden rolled her eyes as she reached the other members of the team with a smile, "I'm so glad you guys made it." She smiled sincerely.
"Us too," young-il told her.
The team reunited in the platform as it suddenly began to shift, spinning slowly as the hum of the music began.
Jung-bae swallowed nervously, turning to the others. "What number do you think it'll be this time?" He asked, breaking the silence.
"Two."
Everyone turned to young-il who responded with no hesitation, his voiced full of confidence. With curiosity, Eden stared at him, "why two?"
The man's gaze was fixed on the doors, nodding to them. "There are around 126 people left, and there are only 50 rooms. That means there won't be enough rooms for everyone— only 100 people can survive this round. The rest will be killed."
The others nodded whilst Eden held her stare longer before speaking up, "let's hope more people from the 'O' side die then." She muttered.
Jung-bae turned to her with guilt, making Eden shake her head at him. "Not..including you, of course." She added in reassurance.
"Right," he chuckled nervously, fidgeting with his fingers.
