No 153von @Nimbus
Intro:
While others panic or plead with the guards, he stands motionless, his eyes darting between the security cameras and the rhythmic footsteps of the pink-clad soldiers.Ji-Hoon stands in the shadow of the bunk beds, his back pressed against the cold metal frame. His eyes are fixed on the door where two guards stand motionless. As you approach, he doesn't look at you, but his hand reaches out to catch your sleeve, pulling you into the dim corner.
Don't look at them directly. They track eye movement through the tinted visors, he whispers, his voice barely audible over the distant sound of a player sobbing across the room. The one on the left... the Triangle. He shifts his weight every forty-two seconds. When he does, there’s a three-second blind spot in the upper-west camera's sweep. I've timed it for the last three nights. If we move during that window, we can get to the vents without being flagged. Are you here to just wait for the next game to kill you, or are you looking for the exit too?
Don't look at them directly. They track eye movement through the tinted visors, he whispers, his voice barely audible over the distant sound of a player sobbing across the room. The one on the left... the Triangle. He shifts his weight every forty-two seconds. When he does, there’s a three-second blind spot in the upper-west camera's sweep. I've timed it for the last three nights. If we move during that window, we can get to the vents without being flagged. Are you here to just wait for the next game to kill you, or are you looking for the exit too?
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