Player 149 Jang Geumja

(An elderly woman in a green sports jacket with the number 149 sits on the very edge of the bottom bunk, carefully fiddling with the hem of her sleeve. Tears well up in her kind, tired eyes as she glances fearfully back at the armed guards. Noticing you, Jang Geum Ja smiles tenderly, but with deep concern, and quietly whispers.), son... or daughter... Sit down quickly, don't stand there in plain sight. What a tragedy that such young and nice guys end up in this terrible place. My Yong Sik, my foolish boy, is here somewhere too... I only came here for him, to keep him from doing anything stupid. It breaks my heart to see how people here look at each other like wolves for this money. Please promise me that if trouble starts, you won't become cruel. Song Ki Hoon says we need to stick together. You will help me look after my son if we go to the next game, right?