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Hello, everybody! So good to be back! It's finally summer time for me! YAAAAAYYYYYyyyyyyyyyyyy...this summer isn't going to be as relaxing as I hoped it to be, but it's fine. I'm doing a lot of stuff that I like to do, so it's not too bad. But it also means less time writing fanfic...sorry.

However, I've been watching new episodes of Running Man/Keep Running (as it is currently called) every night, and it's been giving me lots of motivation to finish up this fanfic. Sorry that I've left it hanging for such a long time! I had exams and other stuff to worry about! But that's all done and over with now, so no need to worry!

We are nearing the end of this episode, and soon, I'll be releasing a new fanfic based on another episode. If you watch Running Man: China, you can suggest a few episodes I can base it on. If not, then I'll just choose the episode I already got in mind.

Please enjoy! :D

Final Game: Where is the Code? Evade the Hunter! (Part Three)

Eaton Centre.

Phichit has been walking around for what seemed like hours to him. He's been finding nothing but a whole bunch of silver suitcases with nothing but EMPTY and useless clue cards. He is on the verge of losing his mind.

"I swear!" Phichit pounds his forehead against the wall. "What is going on tonight? I looked to hell and back, where is the code?"

He frustratingly shakes all the crumbled up empty clue cards in his hand before taking a deep breath and thinking deeply. "This code...it may not be in a suitcase. Maybe, it's...written somewhere!"

Fireworks begin going off inside his head. Yes! Maybe that's it! But then, cruel reality comes back to him. Phichit coughs and lets out a shallow cry, wiping away his tears with his arm.

"Sniff. Where is it written?" He whimpers as he continues walking down the halls. "Please just tell me already…"

Phichit sighs as he walks down the shopping center, looking all around him for anything that looks like a clue or a is related to a clue. But nothing was out of the ordinary.

Besides, he's seen all of this stuff before. He's been here before plenty of times, quite a few times actually...and found a lot of EMPTY cards here too. This area of the mall is practically plucked empty thanks to him.

Preparing to go up to the third level, Phichit walks towards the escalator. And that's when he catches something, or rather, someone, out of the corner of his eye.

He quickly backs up and runs back in the direction where he came from. The last thing he wants is to be outed by JJ before he could find a SINGLE USEFUL clue in this game.

In another area of the mall, near the food court, Chris is taking a water break. Sitting at an empty table by himself, he takes several gulps of an unused bottle of water and splashes some on his face as well to keep him awake.

A few seconds later, Martz runs on the scene, following the sound of splashing water. Chris catches sight of the teenager and offers another unused bottle of water next to him to her.

"Here, water. You're going to need it."

Martz looked a little skeptical though. "Is this water ok?"

Chris nods, too tired to argue. "I finished half of my bottle already, nothing's happening to me. Look."

"Are you sure? I mean, these bottles are just lying here in the middle of nowhere, who knows what could've happened!"

"If you don't want it, it's fine." Chris takes the bottle for himself. "Just don't beg me when you get dehydrated later."

Martz sits down on the other side of the table. "Let's get to the important stuff. Did you or your teammates find anything useful yet?"

Chris shakes his head. "No, not yet. I think Sala did, but she got out before she could tell me or Otabek. And I don't know what happened to that clue now."

"Great. I love this game." Martz remarks sarcastically. "Actually, I think Phichit may have some useful info."

"Why?"

"'Cause he's been on the hunt all night. He probably found the most clues out of any of us tonight. There's bound to be some useful ones!"

Chris agreed. "Let's go find Phichit!"

Several minutes of searching later…

Chris and Martz bump into Phichit at a stairwell. Phichit nearly had a heart attack upon meeting them, since there was no warning whatsoever, and he assumed them to be JJ.

Sighing in relief, Phichit squats down to relax for awhile. "Oh, it's just you guys. So, how have you all been?"

Martz attempts to grab hold of the silver suitcase and clue cards in Phichit's hand while his attention was on Chris. But Phichit caught sight of her action.

"Hey, hey! Don't steal them!" He pulls back his arm.

Chris intervenes. "It's alright, Phichit. We're not trying to take away all of your clues. Right now, none of us have any idea where the last digit of the code may be. And with JJ on the loose, we should be focusing on finding that digit instead of competing against each other."

Martz nods. "Let's share the clues. We'll see what we can make out from it. Thre are heads is better than one."

Phichit sees some truth in their words. Better let one team win than all of them lose to JJ. Taking out two other silver suitcases, Phichit gives one to Chris and one to Martz.

The three players from different teams sat down on the floor and prepared to examine the contents ot the inside. That is, they were planning to…

But then the song of death appears again.

Jingle! Jingle! Jingle!

As soon as they heard that, all thoughts of clue hunting ceased and their 'escape mode' turned on. The three players simultaneously closed their suitcases and ran down the stairs.

"Go, go, go!" Chris pushes Martz and Phichit in front of him.

The three panicked players ran down the stairwell, unfortunately making loud stomping noises behind them as they did.

"Split up!" Chris suggests. "JJ isn't able to go after all three of us at the same time! Split up!"

"You two go back to up, I'll keep going down." Phichit offers. "He's bound to come after one of us, let's just make sure it's not all three of us."

Martz gives him a quick hug. "Phichit, good luck."

He pats her on the head. "Be safe you two. Find the code!"

With that, Phichit continues running down the stairs, this time, by himself. Eventually, he reaches the bottom of the stairwell and stops. The sound of jingling seems to have gotten louder.

Not wanting to take the risk of running out of the stairwell and back into the main shopping center, Phichit remains where he is and goes over the possibilities of where the final digit of the code could be located.

If he's able to get out of this alive, then he should resume looking for clues. "Let's see now...if it isn't in any of the suitcases, then it must be written somewhere. Come on, think, Phichit! Think! Where!?"

Jingle! Jingle! Jingle!

Phichit stops his thinking process and resumes to evading the hunter. The sound of bells was so close now that Phichit knows if he were to make a run for it outside, he'll be caught for sure. Best solution right now is to hide.

But where!?

Looking around him, he realizes there is a large gap underneath the stairs, a gap big enough for him to hide underneath. Slipping into his hiding place, Phichit sits down with his back against the wall as the sound of bells began to be accompanied by the sound of footsteps.

JJ appears at the bottom of the stairwell. He knows by his sixth sense, that there is someone else who is here with him. Phichit begins scooting deeper into the gap until he is hidden behind the bottom part of the block of stairs.

JJ turns around and catches sight of the large gap, leaning down, he looks around for anybody hiding there. At first, he didn't see anything. But after taking a second look, he catches sight of a large white shoe sticking out from behind the block of stairs.

Phichit realizes that JJ caught sight his shoe and tucks it back in, but to no use. Standing back up, JJ walks around to the side where Phichit has hidden himself in.

"Why, hello there, my friend." JJ greets.

Phichit cheekily stands up from his hiding spot and laughs nervously. JJ doesn't go into ripping mode immediately but decides to warmly greet Phichit instead.

Phichit begins sweating and his heart is ready to burst. "Heh, heh. Hey…"

"Those are a lot of cards in your hand, mate." JJ points out.

Phichit looks down at his hand. "Huh? Oh right...been looking for clues all night. But...I haven't been successful yet. You know the feeling."

JJ sighs. "Nothing I can do about it. Sorry, pal."

Phichit shrugs his shoulder and attempts to make some puppy eyes. JJ is unaffected though. But he still isn't attacking him.

Using this chance of JJ being non-aggressive with him, Phichit tries to casually walk back up the stairwell past him. But JJ doesn't allow that to happen.

Right as Phichit passes by JJ, he turns around and stops him before putting a hand on his nametag. Phichit laughs at the situation he's gotten himself into.

JJ can't help but laugh along. "Did you actually think I'd let you go?"

"Eh...worth a try." Phichit sighs in submission.

JJ pats him on the back. "It's ok, you did a great job in this game. But I can't let a single player go. You have your objectives and I have mine."

Rip! JJ removes Phichit's nametag from his back before embracing him in a hug. Phichit reluctantly returns the hug. Reality is not always the way one plans it to be.

"I guess my time is up." Phichit sighs. "Victor. You are the sole survivor of the red team now. Don't let me and Georgi down."

PHICHIT CHULANOT, OUT.

Walking down a section on the third floor of the mall, Chris nearly jumps after hearing the announcements come on. This time, Phichit's name is called.

PHICHIT CHULANOT, OUT.

Chris smacks himself in agony. "Phichit, I'm so sorry! If only Martz and I didn't come to find you, you would've still been alive right now!"

PHICHIT CHULANOT, OUT.

On the second floor of the mall, Otabek was running around, trying to look for useful clues when he hears the announcements, annoucing that Phichit is now out.

He slows his pace. "What!? How of us are out by now?" He cries in pain. "How are we supposed to win this game!? JJ, you're seriously starting to scare me!"

On the first floor of the mall.

"Huh? This store, I haven't been to yet." Victor walks into a home furniture store carefully.

He too heard that Phichit is now yet. Despite his heart grieving in pain, he knows that must stay strong for his fallen teammates. As the only remaining player on the red team, Victor must continue on!

BANG! Victor accidentally knocks over a photo frame on display onto the floor. He quickly picks it back up and puts it back where it was. Breathing heavily, Victor looks around to make sure nobody, more specifically, JJ, heard that sound.

"Scary, that was so scary…"

Victor looked underneath several tables and checked inside dressers and wardrobes on display throughout the store. But not a single silver suitcase was found.

"Goddamn...there's just soooo many possibilities here. And too little time to look at them all. Where could it be?"

Finally, Victor walks up to the curtains aisle in the store and swept back some red velvet curtains displayed on a fake window.

"Sigh, there's nothing here—GASP!"

There at the feet of the fake window, hidden behind the red velvet curtains, was a silver suitcase! Victor's jaw drops in shock and began laughing. He was overjoyed!

"This is my home!" Victor cries as he picks up the suitcase. "Anything that includes hiding behind curtains, that's me! My home!"

Unclipping the buckles, Victor opens the suitcase wide open, his heart nearly stopped beating when he saw what was inside.

Inside the suitcase, is a clue card. And this time, it ISN'T EMPTY. Eagerly taking out the card, Victor reads what is written on it. He breathes deeply.

"I was not wrong. I've been suspecting him since the very beginning. I knew that there had to be another purpose for JJ to be in this final game."

Victor's Clue Card:

The last digit of the code is not hidden in a silver suitcase. Instead, the entire code is hidden behind the hunter's nametag. In order to win this game, you must rip off the nametag of the hunter!

"So let me get this straight. If I want to get the entire code and win this game, I have to rip off JJ's nametag...I knew it. I knew it!" Victor stands back up and puts the clue card inside his pocket.

"Alright then. No escape." With that, Victor leaves the furniture store with a face of determination.

On the first floor.

Chris and Otabek bump into each other again. Chris sees Otabek grab a suitcase out of the lost and found bin. Opening the suitcase, Otabek reveals a clue card that has the number 1 in the third slot of the four digit code.

So it's confirmed that the third digit is 1!

"Is that it?" Chris asks as Otabek runs up to him.

"Yeah. So it's pretty much confirmed that the first three digits are 6, 5, and 1. It's just the last one we need." Otabek tucks the clue card in his belt.

"Alright. We're close. This game shouldn't take too long to finish now." Chris gives directions to his yellow teammate. "Otabek, you go back to the third floor and continue looking for clues. I'll stay here."

Otabek nods. "Ok. Stay safe, my friend." He adds before running towards the escalator.

Chris runs in the opposite direction from Otabek and comes across a small restaurant. He stops to examine the inside through the windows and tries to open the door to it, but it appears to be locked.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps causes Chris to turn around and look behind him. His eyes widen as he sees who it was.

Yuri. K appears behind Chris, casually waving hello. "Hey. How's it been?"

"Yuri!?" Chris holds back a laugh. "Where have you been all night? I literally bumped into nearly everyone but YOU!"

Yuri. K scratches the back of his head. "Uh, hiding. After hearing Yurio and Georgi being OUT, I kind of got a little scared."

"Haha, well you're out now. Do you even know what we're supposed to do?"

"Yeah, I do." Yuri. K nods. "Find the final digit of the code by looking for clues hidden in these silver suitcases. I'm not oblivious, Chris."

Chris smirks. "Yeah, and have you found any?"

"Not really. Well, any useful ones really. I've been more focused on avoiding JJ. What use will finding clues be when I'm out?"

"Well. Good luck. And here's a word of advice to you." Chris leans in a little closer. "If you see JJ, just RUN. Alright? Run then hide. That's it."

Yuri. K laughs nervously. "Don't jinx it for me. I've been staying alive this whole time."

From a few corners down, JJ hears the traces of Chris and Yuri. K's recent conversation. He begins rushing towards the area where the voices most likely came from.

Turning around the corner, JJ had to quickly brake himself to prevent from crashing into a shocked Yuri. K, who was also running.

Yuri. K's heart nearly jumped out of his mouth upon this sudden meeting and tries to swivel around JJ, but the Canadian was faster. JJ takes hold of Yuri. K's shirt to stop him from escaping.

Seeing that there's no way to fight out of this, Yuri. K tries to talk things out. "Wait, wait! JJ, wait and listen to me! Please!"

JJ loosens his grip and calms down a bit. He gives Yuri. K his full attention. "Ok, ok. I'm listening."

Yuri. K breathes a sigh of relief. "Alright, look JJ. I know that this is your job and all, and you're getting paid for ripping off our nametags. But Director Leaves is not someone to be trusted."

JJ lets out a low laugh. "She's not to be trusted?"

"No, don't trust her!" Yuri. K presses. "She's pure evil! Do you know what we had to go through this entire day before now?"

JJ shakes his head, he is finding this very amusing. "What did the director do to you guys?"

"Starting from the morning, we had to go through this ridiculous obstacle course involving extremely painful mats that makes you feel like you're stepping on a bed of nails. And poor Victor nearly broke his back by carrying...you don't even want to know.

"Then, during lunch. The director tricks us into thinking we were having a nice good meal when it's actually part of the second game! This one...it's horrible! Teammates get punished for the mistakes of person playing the game! It's unfair! And—"

"Alright, alright, I get it." JJ waves his hand. "The director does seem a bit cruel, but hey, it's for the views."

Yuri. K whimpers. "I know. First episode of the first season. I know. But I promise you if you let me go…" He gently tries to pry JJ's hand off his shirt. "I'll make sure you'll be the guest player in the next episode."

JJ shakes his head. "Geez, it seems really persuading, Yuri. But I'm sorry. I can't let any of you guys go. I had to go through a tough dilemma with Sala already, don't do the same here again, please."

"JJ, I know it's hard for you to be the 'fair hunter,' but can we at least talk it ouuuutttt!?"

JJ attempts to reach for Yuri. K's nametag, but Yuri. K isn't giving up without a fight. He presses his own back against the wall to prevent JJ's hands from reaching there and makes a timeout sign with his hands.

"Timeout! Timeout!" Yuri. K begs. JJ stops fighting.

"JJ...we both know I can't beat you in a physical fight. So being the 'fair hunter' you are. Can we make this a little more equal between us?" Yuri. K desperately asks.

JJ begins laughing. "What do you suggest?"

Yuri. K shakes his fist. "This! How about this? Rock, paper, scissors? If I win, you give me thirty seconds to escape. If you win, you rip my nametag. Ok?"

JJ nods. "Alright."

Yuri. K cries into his shirt before they begin their match. JJ prepares himself for the little minigame to determine Yuri. K's fate.

"Ready?" JJ asks.

"Yeah." Yuri. K gulps.

"One, two, three!"

Yuri. K holds out rock. JJ holds out paper. JJ wins. Without a moment's waste, JJ turns Yuri. K around and rips off his nametag.

JJ hugs Yuri. K tightly. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Please don't hold it against me."

Yuri. K chuckles at his own demise. All this time, he's been trying to avoid JJ. And now, he's finally been outed. How great is that?

YURI KATSUKI, OUT.

"It's fine, I'm fine. Goodbye, JJ." Yuri. K waves as the crew man walk up to him and lead him away by the arm.

JJ waves back. "Don't worry, I'll out Victor next so you won't be so lonely."

"Pppffffttt. Don't you dare!" Yuri. K shouts. "I'm rooting for him to win, so don't think you'll be doing me a favour!"

YURI KATSUKI, OUT.

Meanwhile in the "prison" room.

Players out: Yuri. P, Georgi, Sala, Phichit, Yuri. K

Players remaining: Victor, Chris, Otabek, Martz

All the outed players sat together in the little cozy room with a few wooden chairs and pillows. Georgi, Phichit, and Sala all sat next to each other on the chairs.

Yuri. P lied on the ground with his head resting on a small white pillow. He groans and stirs around in frustration upon hearing that Yuri. K is now out.

"Gaaahhhh. Great, just great. The fate of the blue team now rests on 'little miss demon,' I can't believe Katsudon just went ahead and ran straight in to JJ!"

The three older skaters sitting in the chairs behind Yuri. P laughs at his rant. Phichit looks up to see the door to the prison opening, and the newcomer enters the room.

"Hey! Yuri!" Phichit welcomes. "Welcome to the party! Let's give him a big round of applause! Woohoo!"

Phichit, Georgi, and Sala all lightly clap as Yuri. K sits next to Georgi. Yuri. P stares at him with cold and disapproving eyes, but he ignores those stares.

Georgi points at a stretched portion of Yuri. K's shirt. "Whoa! Did JJ do that to you?"

Yuri. K pulls his shirt out. "Oh, this? Yeah, he's actually stronger than I thought! Does he do weight training in his spare time all the time?"

Sala nods. "Well, at least he wasn't violent with me. Actually, I doubt he has the guts to be violent with me!"

"He wasn't violent with me, either!" Yuri. K exclaims. "Well, sort of. We determined my fate with a game of rock, paper, scissors and I, uh, well, lost."

Yuri. P buries his head under the pillow. "Uuuuggghhhh. How is your luck so bad, Katusdon!?"

Surprise! There's another chapter after this one! Yeah, I kind of wanted to finish up this fic and I had the motivation for that today, so I just kept on writing, and writing, and writing, and writing...and yeah. So I did it!

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