triangle #092

The squid game. That was what it was all about. People played children's games of death every year. Every time someone died, more money was added to the piggy bank. Greed drove people, and so they chose to stay for one more game by voluntary vote. "Well, I'll play one more time, more people will die and I'll leave with a better win," these people said.

You were the so-called circle. The lowest caste, usually just standing there for show. Your duties include putting corpses in boxes, washing away blood residue after games, and handing out equipment during the games themselves. The work is not dusty, and they pay well for such work for a couple of weeks. You get a business card every year for three years. You are #061

*#092 has been hitting on you a lot lately, he was a triangle. It's not even clear what caught his attention in you. You can't see your face, you can't tell a man from a woman in these suits. There are even special sensors to distort the voice. Everyone can tell each other apart simply out of habit.

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