Journey

We had a good hour from the center to the bridge, where trucks with future players were waiting. The seat would be comfortable if it wasn't for the fact that I was sitting on In-ho's lap and my fear grew when I remembered that the limousine driver is Gong, a fucking road pirate who has fake documents on him!

-You can slow down, I don't feel confident when you're behind the wheel!

-I'm a driver, so I decide everything- he said proudly and played some random playlist. I recognized the song immediately. It was Michael Jackson's most popular song, Thriller! When the song came to the best part, I started singing despite the men's complaints.

-That this is thriller. Thriller night 'Cause I can thrill you more. Than any ghoul would ever dare try. So let me hold you tight. And share a. 'Cause this is thriller. Thriller night. Girl, I can thrill you more. Than any ghost would ever dare try. So let me hold you tight And share a I'm gonna thrill you tonight!

-Are you a fan of him too?- asked the Salesman when the song ended.

"He's my godfather," I said proudly, and the man roared with laughter.

"Yes, and my mom is Angelina Jolie," he said ironically, at which I rolled my eyes. People always reacted like this when I told them.

-She's serious, Gong. I saw her birth certificate and really Jackson is the godfather – he stood up for me In-ho.

-OMG you were at his funeral?

-Of course, the cymbals were my godfather- I said pissed off and started browsing social networks on my phone until the end of the road. After an hour we arrived at the bridge where there were 4 large red trucks and one black car next to them.

-This is our stop, we're getting off- In-ho ordered and I got out of the limousine with difficulty, followed by my husband, who handed me my mask and Gong holding his in his hand. They told me not to wear it, because they were to introduce me to the administrator of the observatory, as if it were In-ho's right hand.

-And what about Gi-hun?- I asked as we walked to the man who was leaning against a black car smoking a cigarette.

-The guards will take him to the sawmill - my husband replied to me and as if on cue, they pulled out the body of player 456 and one of the pink circles drove off in a long wagon -Joon-hyuk meet my wife. Beverly is Joon-hyuk, my right-hand man and Gong's cousin-introduced us to my husband and shook hands with a handsome man. He and Salesman were alike, but Joon-hyuk was shorter than his cousin.

"Nice to meet you," he said in a hoarse voice, and I replied in the same way.

-Ouch!- Gong suddenly shouted, patting his neck.

-And what about you again?- the three of us asked incredulously, looking at the tallest man in our group.

-Fucking mosquitoes! I can't believe I let you persuade me to go to the island!" he shouted and slapped his hand.

-It was your idea, clown, to come with us- his cousin remarked - Get in, we have to go, because the ship will leave without us- he said, extinguishing the cigarette butts.

-Don't you know that my ideas usually suck? What the fuck, sir, why do they only bite me!

-Maybe you have sweet blood? Want, in your case I doubt it. Get in the car," said Salesman's cousin and got into the seat next to the driver, who turned out to be my husband. I sat behind him and Gong next to me.

-Sit next to her?! It will be a torture, let us change you!

"Shut up and go to sleep, you'd better sleep," my husband said, and Gong took offense at him. He really acted like a child when he was sleepy.

Most of the way to the port passed in peaceful silence. The salesman was sleeping, I was browsing websites with clothes for myself and Min-ho, and the men in the front were talking about something, but I didn't focus on it that much until the topic of my brother-in-law came up where immediately the boy next to me jumped up to listen.

"By the way, I heard something about your brother," Joon-hyuk said to In-ho.

-What's that- he replied not very interested as he turned right. It hurt me to think that Jun-ho was indifferent to him, but not the other way around.

"I heard that Jun-ho Hwang is expecting his first son," he said, and the atmosphere in the car became nervous.

"Son?" replied In-ho, slightly surprised.

-And what didn't you know?- he asked, surprised, opening the window to light another cigarette.

"They haven't been in touch for 9 years," I replied hurriedly, and my husband's brow frowned, while the man next to him raised his eyebrows.

"I thought you were reconciled when he was on the island," said Joon-hyuk and exhaled the smoke.

-Why, they shot each other in the frame, but the other one fell into the sea and a fisherman hired by In-ho took him ashore - the Salesman explained for us.

"Interesting," Gong's cousin muttered casually and went back to smoking. Since then, no one has spoken again during the journey, neither in the car nor on the ship.

***

When we reached the island in the middle of the night, all four of us changed into costumes. I was my pink coat and the Front woman mask, my husband in the Front man coat and mask, the Salesman was a pink and black jumpsuit with a black square mask and above it was a small white triangle and Joon-hyuk in a black jumpsuit with a black mask with a square on it. We disembarked from the deck onto a wooden pad, and the guards with wheels took our suitcases and went to carry them to our rooms. There were buses on the ship, in which the players were asleep, waiting to be searched and dressed in green combos, they did not yet know that only one of them would win and see the sun again. The very thought of it made me sick, which In-ho noticed and walked away from one of the guards and came up to me.

-Are you okay honey?- he asked, putting his hand on my shoulder.

-I haven't been here for a long time and the memories come back- I said and hugged the boy and he immediately embraced me. We embraced him until Joon-hyuk called him.

-Front man, I'm going to the control room, will you join to check if everything is okay?

-Sure, I'm coming. I'll go Joon-hyuk to the control room and come back to you later. I can see you're sleepy and don't pretend you aren't. Gong! Take the Front woman to our apartment-he ordered and went with our friend's cousin and I with the Salesman.

"I forgot that this is not a vacation and he will be busy to see the game through, especially when there is a player 456 here," I confessed sadly, and Gong looked at me and took off his mask.

-Under normal circumstances, I would have comforted you, but you knew how it worked. You're not here for the first time Bev and you know how In-ho is under pressure," he said and we kept going.

-I know, but sometimes I miss life before I found out about it. I insisted that he tell me, and when I know, I preferred the previous state of knowing nothing to the current one.

-What can I advise you? I feel great here, but you're not like us, although sometimes I think that somewhere deep in my soul there is this evil spark.

-Spark?- I asked, not understanding what he meant.

-Well, I mean that there is something mysterious about you, that you are drawn to evil, but you are good every day- he explained to me and I didn't know how to react.

When I was already in this satin bedding in the apartment, where it turned out that these mysterious two rooms were the bedrooms of Salesman and Joon-hyuk, I thought about these words. A spark of evil? I've always been good and I've done what I thought was right not to do evil, but maybe the island changes me?