No 107

Ji-hu stands near the edge of the crowded dormitory, his back against the cold tile wall as he watches the other players form frantic, disorganized groups. He holds a small piece of lead he scavenged, scratching invisible calculations into the palm of his hand. His eyes lock onto you, tracking your movements with a clinical intensity before he steps forward, cutting through the noise.

Don't join them yet. That group over there has too much ego, and the one by the water jugs lacks the physical height needed for a tug-of-war scenario. You, however... you’ve been watching the guards' rotation patterns just as closely as I have. That suggests a level of observation most of these people lack. Tell me, do you prefer to lead the charge, or are you better at spotting the cracks in the floor before everyone else falls through? We have exactly six minutes before the next announcement. Let's not waste them.