Fix — Squid Game

Thud. (Thud.) Thud. (Thud.)

(She slams a cluster of notes — dissonant, like a scream through glass.)

Then the game was rigged from the start, dear player. Begin. Squid Game Fix

Because the last time I touched one, I was still real.

(She lifts her hands. Brings them down — not on the keys, but on the wooden lid. A flat, hollow thud .) Brings them down — not on the keys, but on the wooden lid

Then — her fingers find one key. Middle C. Over and over. Ding. Ding. Ding. The rhythm of the Red Light, Green Light doll’s turning head.

Then — silence. She turns on the bench. Looks directly at the VIP gallery. The VIPs shift. Silence. Player 237.

(Blackout.)

Halfway through, she stops. The VIPs shift. Silence.

Player 237. You chose the piano instead of the bread. Instead of the lottery ticket. Tell us… why?