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Is Your Pool Pump Powerless? Insights from Canoga Park Professionals

Swimming pools are one of the most sought-after places during the summer months and also they provide a perfect environment for people to get together. However, there are a lot of equipment that play their role in making your swimming pool usable and crucial among them is the swimming pool pump.

The swimming pool pump not only fills your pool with water but also circulates the water in your pool & if it malfunctions then it can make your pool non-usable. Let us look at the problems affecting your pool pump.

Unusual Noise From the Pump

Swimming Pool Pump leaks

Malfunctioning Motor

Pump Fails To Start

Unusual Noise from the Pump

Among the various problems that affect the functioning of the pump, hearing unusual noise coming from the pool pump without it functioning properly is very common. The majority of times you are going to hear rumbling and grumbling coming from your pool pump.

There are several factors that can cause the swimming pool pump to produce these unusual noises starting from dust & debris buildup to chlorine regulation. Well, pool pumps do produce slight noise when they operate, however, the volume will keep on rising until it interrupts your swimming.

Now, if you are hearing these noises consistently then it is a matter of serious concern and your swimming pool is on the verge of completely failing.

Swimming Pool Pump Leaks

There are several instances where swimming pool owners have complained about water leaking from their pool pump when it is operating. There are several components in your pool pump that function intricately to keep the pump functional.

Now, the major reason behind water leaking from your pool pump is the presence of air pockets in the pool pump. The O-rings in your swimming pool wear out fast due to the presence of air and when they start wearing out it adversely affects the pump’s ability to seal in water.

This is when you experience pool pump leaks and along with that you will; also get to hear a hissing sound coming from any pipes connected to your pool pump. This will help you identify the source of water leaks in your pool pump so that remedial measures can be initiated.

Malfunctioning Motor

The most dreaded problem associated with the functioning of the pool pump is its motor failure. Perhaps the most important part of your pool pump is its motor as it is responsible for heating the water and also for keeping the water clean and free from debris.

Generally, the maintenance of the swimming pool pump is majorly concerned with the upkeep of the motor. However, if you are not proactive in maintaining your pool pump then in due course of time the wear and tear will take a toll on the functioning of the motor to such an extent that it will fail to function completely.

One of the easiest ways to find out whether there is something wrong with the functioning of the motor is when you hear a screeching sound coming from your pool pump which indicates friction between the internal components of your pool or they might be loose.

Now, it is very challenging to diagnose what is wrong with your pool pump by watching the DIY videos as they are complicated. That is why you need to rope in a pool repair professional who can diagnose the problem with your pool pump and then fix it accordingly.

Pump Fails To Start

At times, you will find that the swimming pool pump fails to come on and there are various factors that can create this kind of problem for your pool pump. Before jumping to conclusions you need to make sure that power is being supplied to your pool pump.

Now, if you find that power is being supplied to the pump without any hitch then you can dive deeper into the problem. If you come across a humming noise coming from your pump without starting then it is being caused due to a faulty capacitor.

Moreover, starting issues with your pump might be caused due to an overheated motor which causes the fan to become dysfunctional and gradually it gets clogged with dirt, debris, and leaves.

Finally

The above-discussed factors are some of the leading problems associated with the functioning of the swimming pool pump that you might have to encounter. The issues with your swimming pool pump can be addressed easily by a swimming pool repair professional and you shouldn’t waste any time in getting in touch with one of them so that your pool is functional again.

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Pool - Modern Pool Ideas for remodeling a small modern courtyard with stamped concrete and an infinity hot tub that is specifically shaped

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How To Improve My Pool With Chemical Automation

Chemical automation is an increasingly popular method for maintaining a pool’s water quality. By investing in a chemical automation system, pool owners can save time and money while ensuring that their pool remains clean and safe for swimming. There are several steps that can be taken to improve a pool with chemical automation.

First and foremost, installing a chemical automation system can greatly improve the overall quality of a pool. These systems continuously monitor the levels of chlorine and pH in the water, adjusting them as needed to maintain optimal conditions. This ensures that the pool water is always safe for swimmers and reduces the likelihood of algae growth or other water quality issues. By automating these processes, pool owners can spend less time manually measuring and adding chemicals, freeing up more time for enjoyment of the pool.

In addition to improving water quality, chemical automation can also help reduce chemical costs in the long run. By precisely controlling the amount of chlorine and other chemicals added to the pool, owners can avoid over-dosing and wasting unnecessary amounts of chemicals. This not only saves money, but also reduces the environmental impact of excessive chemical use. Additionally, by maintaining proper water balance, pool equipment like filters and pumps are less likely to become clogged or damaged, leading to further savings on maintenance costs.

Overall, implementing chemical automation in a pool can lead to a cleaner, safer, and more cost-effective swimming experience. By continuously monitoring and adjusting the levels of chlorine and pH in the water, pool owners can ensure that their pool remains in optimal condition with minimal effort. The initial investment in a chemical automation system is quickly offset by the savings in time and money that result from improved water quality and reduced chemical usage. Ultimately, chemical automation is a smart investment for any pool owner looking to streamline their pool maintenance routine and enjoy their pool to the fullest.

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Explore the benefits of automating your swimming pool for efficiency and convenience. Automated systems streamline maintenance tasks, save time, and reduce costs. Enhanced safety features, remote monitoring capabilities, and simplified water quality management make pool automation an appealing choice for modern homeowners seeking hassle-free pool maintenance.

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Psssst! Hey! Yes, you! We need to talk about clubs:

Using the Clubs for Immersive Gameplay

Of all the systems that Sims 4 has, the club feature is probably one of my favourites (Restaurants are a close second, but they're not why we're here today!) Clubs are one of the easiest ways to increase your immersion when you play and make the random townies that show up on community lots just a tiny bit less random.

The Basics

Often, people are mostly concerned with the groups their active sims are in. You might already have a club to keep track of your sims' closest friends, study group, or baby daddies, we don't judge here.

Clubs are also a great way to automate what you want your sim to be doing with less micromanaging, but for immersion, we're actually more interested in clubs for the sims you don't (or rarely) play.

WTF are the neighbours doing?

Most of the pre-made clubs are kinda meh. I prefer to add my own so I can make my community lots just a bit more lively and make sure people's activities make just a tiny bit of sense because the autonomy in this game is not great. These are just for inspiration based on clubs I often add to my own game:

A group of teens who meet at the retail clothing store to try on clothes and gossip about Nancy's nose job or whatever.

A local bowling league (complete with uniforms) who meet and bowl - just don't fuck with The Jesus.

An HOA of Karens who meet at the park to clean, raise property values, and be mean to people.

Geeks and gamers who meet at the local arcade to awkwardly flirt over pizza.

Comedians who meet at the local comedy club - you can even use the club doors to make a VIP backroom only for the performers.

Sports teams - such as a basket team who meets at a local basket court, or a swim team who meets at the local pool (you can even give them tiny matching speedos!)

Scouts! The scout feature is cute but it's a rabbit hole, boo! But you can make a Scouts club, complete with uniforms, and have them show up in parks where they can do various activities and work on their badges. Add a teen or two to supervise the younglings, their parents will be so proud, aww.

A sorority or fraternity in university who meet up at the local bar in matching varsity jackets to make all the other students feel inferior.

A group of old ladies who meet at the park to knit or cross-stitch and brag about the accomplishments of their descendants.

A "business" club, usually CEOs, lawyers and such, who meet in fancy bars to hold important business meetings and probably commit white-collar crimes, so predictable.

If you have a sim with an office/work from home job and you'd like to pretend they actually go to work, you can make an office building and a group of "coworkers" who'll show up to drink coffee, chat, and work on computers next to them in the office. It'll even simulate rotating desk assignments for an instant capitalist hellscape!

The possibilities are endless, and I find the club feature really useful to add little interesting scenarios to the background of my gameplay.

Thanks to SQOTD for inspiring this!

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Shore Leave

Your husband, Alex Keller, finally makes good use of his time off and takes you on your dream vacation. Little do you know that he has darker motives…

The view from your poolside suite was breathtaking in all of the best ways. An endlessly-reflected infinity pool bled right into the deep cerulean Pacific Ocean, making it seem like you could swim forever and ever and never stop. The sky was a mirror of the water, cloudless and pure. Although the sun was out, you were comfortable, and the breeze made you feel like you were always in a limbo between being awake and trapped within a lucid dream. 

Even more enthralling was the way your husband’s body felt beneath yours. He was shirtless, clad only in a light pair of linen pants, and his warm body was curled around you protectively like a covetous hound. You’d never felt so safe. 

However, you were also made to feel other things as well. 

It had all started very innocently. He’d woken you up with poached eggs and freshly squeezed juice, running a warm bath and rubbing you down with lotion and oil before you stepped outside. Then, he’d gifted you with a brand new thong bikini, his eyes hungry as you tried it on. You thought you’d be following him down to the beach, eager to splash in the waves and show off your new fit, but he pulled you onto the pool deck instead. 

He’d kissed you softly, teasingly. It was so different than his usual rabid fervor. You loved the way your husband could barely keep your clothes on when you were alone. You’d missed your dinner reservations more than once. But, you reasoned with yourself, he was always on deployment. Of course he was a little excited. 

Now, though, that excitement had given way to mischief. As you had sat by the pool, kissing and holding hands, innocently watching the ships float by, you’d been lulled into a false sense of security. 

And so, here you lay, your pussy stuffed with an automated vibrator, your poor unused asshole filled with an enormous plug, whimpering and begging for relief. Every time you would get close, writhing your body against his, trying to entice him with your hands and your long, smooth legs, he ignored you. He could control the vibe from his phone, and you never knew which way he was going to go. Sometimes, he would switch it off, watching you desperately humping his leg like a feral dog, swollen and perched on the edge of an orgasm. 

His dark chuckle made your blood run cold,

“Does my good girl need something?”

Alex peered down into your face, his eyes hidden behind his sunglasses, smug and thoroughly enjoying himself. 

“Oops,” he adjusted your thong again, jiggling the plug as he did so, “Keep these nice and high for me, baby. Need to be able to admire this plump ass of yours. Mmm. What a view.” 

A hard, aching squeeze of his huge hand on your ass cheek made you see white, the sensation of all of his toys inside of you making even the smallest affection feel like wildfire. 

“Please, Daddy, I’ll be a good girl. Please, may I come… please?” You tried to beg. You’d tried before. Nothing was helping. You could feel the slip and slide of your slick between the meat of your inner thighs. 

“Not yet. Trust me, honey. I know what’s best for you, don’t I?”

You didn’t say a word, but you watched wide-eyed as he pulled another velveteen drawstring bag from his case. When he opened up the box, you could tell he’d already inspected and cleaned it. All of its wrapping was gone, and the straps were already in place. 

It was a familiar piece. He’d used gags with you before, and nothing brought you more pleasure than allowing his hands and mouth and cock to bring you to your peak over and over again while you mindlessly allowed your shining drool to melt down your neck and onto your tits. When he removed it and allowed you to swallow him, replacing the silicone ball with his warm, softening cock, already emptied of its seed — you’d never come so hard in your life. 

But this was no ball. This was a fat, silicone cock gag. 

“Daddy, please. I’ll be quiet. I promise. Please… No, I’m —” 

“Hey, show me your left hand,” he became very serious. 

In your hand, you held a loud alarm button, your finger over the trigger, ready to press it at any time. When he saw it, checking in with you that you were still in your safe zone, he smiled.

“That’s perfect, baby. Such a good little slut for me. How did I get so lucky?” He kissed your cheek, shining with old and new tears, streaking down your face from overstimulation, and he planted chaste kisses on your quivering lip. You let yourself lean towards his affection, seeking more of his comfort, only to be firmly held back in place with his hand as he wrapped around your cheek.

“Shh, shh. Daddy just wants you to feel so good, baby. Now, open up.”

You stared at him with huge, gleaming doe eyes, tears threatening to run out of the corners of them again. 

When you didn’t immediately comply, he grabbed the nape of your scalp and yanked your head back, not hurting you, but getting your attention. 

“Am I gonna have to bruise that fine fuckin’ ass, huh? Make you walk down the fuckin’ beach with my palm prints all over you?”

“No, Daddy. I’ll be good. I’ll be good,” you gasped when the vibrator started up again as he flipped a switch. The shock made you clench down around it, which jostled the heavy plug, all in a series of mind-numbing chain reactions designed to edge you within an inch of your sanity. 

“I know you will be. Now… open… that… mouth.”

Alex pressed the tip of the gag to your lips and you opened up for him, sucking it into your lips just like his cock. He pushed it all the way in and it almost landed in the back of your throat. Any further and you wouldn’t be able to breathe. It was a perfect fit. 

Then, slowly, almost painfully so, he pulled it back out, staring into your eyes and seeing what you needed. 

“Go on, baby. I know you wanna suck it for me. Show me.”

You wrapped your lips around it again, and as he held it in place, you bobbed your head up and down, your tongue lapping at the head of his toy. You made sure to look straight into his eyes as you used your mouth on it, letting your spit coat the silicone and drip onto his fist. 

He removed his hand from your head and pet your hair gently, smoothing it away from your face.

“My poor, hungry little whore. Let’s fill you up, hm?”

Your protests became warped into a garbled whine as Alex pressed the toy all the way into your mouth, making sure it was flush and, before you knew it, you were being latched into the gag. The cock you were sucking was now perched at the farthest edge of your tongue, the soft head pressing into your palate, threatening to choke you. 

Alex bent his neck to kiss your mouth as your lips stretched around the toy, smiling as he turned his attention back to his phone. He turned the vibrator down to a medium rumble and removed himself from your cuddling position to stand near the edge of the pool chair. 

“C’mere, baby. Lemme show you somethin’,” your adoring husband held out his hand and you struggled to stand with him, stumbling on shaking legs. 

He walked you over to the tall dividing wall between your suite and the popular beach, each step making the toys thrust up inside of you as you swayed your hips. Your weakness and the unevenness of the ground made your footing jerky and chaotic, adding to the creamy, lurid jostling happening inside of you. The pressure from the anal plug was so satisfying, and your vibrator teased your most sensitive spot, deep within you, just like a curling finger. Without your thong, you know your vibrator would have slipped out of you on your journey. You had never been so wet, and the way the toy was wriggling inside of your hole was making you dizzy. 

Finally, you made it to the wall and used it to support yourself, squeezing your thighs together, desperate for some relief. Alex pointed down to the beach, showing you the little umbrellas and towels full of soldiers on shore leave, all oblivious to your torture.

“Put your hands on the wall, spread your legs apart, and don’t move them until I tell you to. Hold up a two if you understand me.”

You held up a two with your hand and then placed both of your palms on the wall, gripping it for dear life, feeling the long thread of your tangled orgasm beginning to unravel. Alex nudged your legs even wider, changing the angle of the toys within your body. The vibe buzzed away deep within you, faithfully held in place by your tight thong. 

Then, you felt the familiar loosening of your bathing suit top as Alex yanked out the bow you had tied, letting the small fabric flutter away, revealing your breasts to the soft breeze. If any of the partying soldiers got too curious and decided to study you from below, they’d surely be able to see your dark nipples as they tightened on your tits, unbelievably sensitive in your current predicament. 

You whined, and Alex shushed you, 

“Shh, baby. I know. What if they see? That’s why you need to be nice and quiet for Daddy, hm? Wouldn’t want to attract any visitors, now would we? Now…” He grabbed your hips, his thumbs digging into the v-shaped strap of your thong, “Suck that cock for me while Daddy plays with his toys.”

You tried to focus on his instructions, but you couldn’t bear the anticipation. What was he about to do to you? You let your eyes wander back towards him, trying to prepare for whatever came next.

A rough hand came around to grab you by the jaw,

“What did I say? Show me how you swallow that dick, honey, or I’ll make you scream so they can all watch you do it.”

You nodded as best you could, trying to show him you could be a good girl for him, and you experimented a little, swallowing in an exaggerated rhythm, feeling the gag sliding back and forth through your mouth as your throat moved. It made you drool a bit, the spit pooling at the ring of your stretched lips, running down your chin. 

“That’s it,” Alex praised you, rubbing his clothed cock against your ass from behind, “That’s what I wanna hear. Keep sucking, just like that.”

So, you did. As you swallowed and suckled on the solid shape, it began to feel more and more like the real thing. The ridges of the head, the pronounced veins of the body; it was all contributing to the absolute mindrot you were already experiencing. You let the cock fuck your mouth, using the tension of your tongue to mimic the feeling, allowing your thoughts to dissipate in favor of the sparkling blissed your husband had promised you. 

Alex kept his crotch jammed against the cleft of your ass, forcing you to feel his hard shaft as it rolled against you, reaching around your body to softly pluck at your nipples. 

At the first touch of his fingertips, you gasped, sucking in air through your nose, nearly losing your footing. His hands mirrored each other, rubbing feather-light circles around your pebbled skin, petting your heavy breasts with the palms of his hands. He was fire and ice, at one point squeezing your flesh cruelly and pinching you hard enough to make you cry out through the muffle of the gag, and then sweet as could be, stroking and petting you like a scared bunny. 

You weren’t sure of the concept of time. It could have been only seconds that he played with you like this, or perhaps an hour had gone by. You just knew that your lover wanted to hear your hungry suckling sounds and to touch your swaying breasts. Nothing else mattered. Nothing else existed. 

Then, he pulled the other string at your back, letting your top fall to the ground. 

You missed his touch immediately, turning your head to look back at him, questioning his choices. It was the wrong move. You knew he would take care of you, but your fervor made you selfish and doubtful. 

You faced the ocean again, watching the soldiers as you swallowed against the dick in your mouth, ignoring the obvious lines of spit hanging from your mouth. Alex came around to the wall and perched himself against it. After watching you for a few moments, he took his hand and wiped your mouth, smearing your own spit all over your tits, wetting your nipples so that the cool air could tease them. 

Then, right in front of you, he unbuttoned his fly and took his cock from his pants. He began to stroke it in a languid, lazy pattern, slathering his precome over his immense head and down his shaft. Surprisingly, the cock gag made you hungrier for the real thing, and you eyed him like a prize. 

“I want to make sure you’re really enjoying this vacation, baby. I planned it all for you. Are you having fun?”

You nodded enthusiastically, knowing he was leading up to something threatening. You loved him like this. And he loved you when you were fully under his command. Under his care. All for him. His plaything. 

“I’m about to look and see how much fun you’re having…” He let his fat cock hang and walked around to your rear, “Are you ready for me to see the pretty little mess you made, darlin’?”

You nodded again, steeling yourself for what was coming. 

He placed his hand at the very middle of your thong and pulled up on it instead of down, cramming the toys inside of you deeper than they had been, making you writhe and whine, losing control of your legs, feeling them trembling, barely able to hold you up. 

He let go. You breathed as deeply as you could, feeling like the cock in your mouth was growing down your throat, wishing you could scream in earnest. 

Then, he rolled down your bottoms until your spread thighs stopped them, your ass and pussy now on full display.

He hummed with pleasure, and you heard his pants fall to the ground, rustling in the grass and pooling around your husband’s ankles. 

Suddenly, fingers began to tug at the plug in your ass, pulling it in an undulating pattern against your muscular ring, making you feel like you were being fucked by a thick cock. Then, he applied even pressure, and removed it, letting your hole clench around nothing for a moment before teasing you with the rounded tip. Alex let it fuck you shallowly for a while, pressing it forward only a few inches at a time, barely applying any pressure at all. Until he put it back in. He stretched you again, and you realized that since you’d become all too comfortable at the thin, flat base, and you hadn’t had a chance to get accustomed to the insane girth; it was as if you were starting from scratch. 

You rolled your hips, trying to ease the pressure, and he rolled the toy with you, playing with you like a lion plays with its food, batting you around, helpless to his power. 

The vibrator was flailing inside of your pussy at top speed, pulsing and rumbling loud enough for you to hear the mechanical whir. And every time he pushed the plug back inside of you, the tone of it would change. Your body was making music for him, and you couldn’t help it one bit. 

“Beautiful…” You could hear the smile on his lips. 

Everything stopped for a moment, but you thought you heard a soft slicking sound, the noise of him jacking off. Then, you felt his fleshy head push its way into your pussy, already filled by the deep vibe. 

You turned around, worried, unable to protest with the cock still deep in your mouth, pinning down your tongue. 

His sunglasses were off, and he was focused on your hole, using your sticky come to coat himself, thrusting shallowly inside of you right beside the vibrator. 

He wasn’t going to fit. You’d never felt so full before. You were already so primed, the audacious lewdness of it all sent you over the edge. You crashed into your orgasm like a runaway train, slamming full force into a wall of sensations. Your skin flushed hot all at once, like an instant fever, and you felt your holes clutch desperately onto anything they could find, squeezing and pulsing and swelling against him. 

You lost your strength to stand, but he held you, carrying your weight like it was nothing. And he kept pushing forward, easing his cock right beside the toy, holding it steady inside of you. 

“There she is. You’re doing so well for me, baby. Daddy’s perfect little hole.” 

Once he was fully sheathed within you, you both sighed raggedly, melting into the feeling like molten glass in a kiln. Below you, the soldiers laughed, running through the shallow water, having the time of their lives. 

Alex began to fuck you with very little heed for your well-being. You had your button, you could press it at any time, and out of all of his fun toy box prizes, you’d not once felt like anything had been beyond your abilities. But, now, as his cock made room for itself in your tight walls, you wondered if you could take it. 

You understood size queens, the girls who insisted on girthy, long phalluses and who refused to settle for less. You knew why they insisted, now. Your g-spot was lit up like a beacon. There was no waiting to feel his cockhead rub lightly against it. No, it was on and it stayed on because of the terrible girth of both the toy and his dick. You were coming not in waves, but in some sort of constant stream. There was no start and stop to your orgasms; you were given no let down on their end nor warning on their beginning. You were just kept in a hot, milky, perpetual state of bliss that made your eyes roll back into your head. 

The plug in your ass began to come out of you as you came. He was pulling against it, prying it from you until it popped free. You knew you were gaping open for him because when he explored the empty hole with his fingers, you could tell how pliant and soft your body was now that it had been so deeply filled. 

“My good girl. Taking everything her Daddy gives her today.”

Alex praised you, but you didn’t respond. Your mind was a blank slate. All you could do was tumble further down the winding path of your own pleasure. 

You felt him pull himself free from the grip of your pussy, gasping from the relief. He slipped the vibrator out of you, too, switching it off and discarding it somewhere. Then, you were empty. So empty that it felt like grief. And you cried out for his help as much as you could around the gag. 

“C’mere, honey. On your knees for Daddy.”

You fell to the ground limply, turning toward him for guidance, for any sort of reprieve. 

He looked down at you with so much love and admiration, bending to kiss your forehead and removing your gag. 

“So good. Such an obedient slut. I’m so proud of you, honey.”

“But, Daddy, you didn’t come, yet.” You pawed at his hips, rubbing his belly and reaching for his chest, stretching yourself to try and give yourself back to him.

“Today’s not about me, baby,” he smiled sweetly at you, but you weren’t having it. 

His cock was pink and flagging, practically dripping with precome, ready to burst. You reached for it, feeding it into your sore mouth, sucking it down like you’d been practicing on the gag. It was too big, but you pushed through it, swallowing and swallowing until you couldn’t breathe, hollowing out your cheeks to make your mouth into a warm wet sleeve for him. 

“Baby… oh, shit. Ungh! Holy hell.”

Without any further hesitation, he began to fuck your throat, shoving himself deeper and deeper, controlling your head and moving himself within you like a piston. You let yourself go limp again, allowing the pornographic slurping sounds of your rough-fucked mouth to be as loud and as messy as he wanted them to, abandoning your shame. You rubbed yourself with your hand, shoving your fingers into your soaked pussy, and playing with your clit, already sensitive enough to come again. 

He had trained you so well. This was your moment to shine. 

You came with him, looking up into the twisted agony on his face as he filled your belly with his load, trying to pull away to let you breathe, leaving a trail of thick spend all along your tongue and cheeks, your mouth full of him by the time he slid away from you. 

You made sure he was looking down at you when you spit him into your hands, letting his milk pool in your palms, rubbing him all over your puffy nipples and down between your swollen petals, pushing him into your pussy with your fingers only to return to your breasts to smear him around like a salve. As he watched you in excitement and a wild disbelief, his gaze darkened, and he wrapped his hand around your throat, bending down so that you could hear the rough growl in the timbre of his voice,

“Oh, baby. You just bought yourself round two.”

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The sister of the winner

Part 4= red light, green light

Summary: When gi hun wants to take down the games he faces a lot of problems. But one problem he also has is his relationship with his sister minji ( reader ). Gi hun dosent want to tell her about the games do to her innocent. But what happends when the salesman lores her into the games, and the siblings finds them self fighting for their lifes

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A sharp, sterile light pierced through your eyelids, and you groaned softly as you stirred awake. Your head pounded, and the cold, metallic scent in the air made your stomach churn. You blinked, your vision swimming as you tried to make sense of your surroundings.

You were lying on a hard, uncomfortable bunk bed, and the faint murmur of voices reached your ears. Lifting yourself onto your elbows, you glanced around. Rows of identical beds stretched across a massive room, filled with people—all dressed in the same green tracksuit you now wore.

You looked down at yourself, panic settling in your chest. Stitched onto the left side of your suit, in bold white letters, was a number: 292.

Your mind raced as the memories flooded back. The strange man in the park. The invitation. The car with the guard. The gas.

This isn’t real, you thought desperately. But the cold metal bedframe under your hand and the muffled sobs of a player nearby told you otherwise.

Suddenly, a loud chime blared, making you flinch. A mechanical voice echoed through the room:

“Players, please prepare for the first game. Proceed to the game area immediately.”

The double doors at the far end of the room slid open, revealing a long, shadowy hallway.

People hesitated at first, exchanging nervous glances. Some looked terrified, while others seemed resigned, their faces gaunt and pale. Slowly, the crowd began to move toward the doors.

Your legs felt like lead as you forced yourself to stand and join the others. Questions swirled in your mind, but the fear gnawing at your chest drowned them out. What kind of game was this? Why were you here?

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The hallway led to a massive outdoor arena, eerily bright under artificial sunlight. The space was bordered by high walls painted with a blue sky and white clouds, mimicking an innocent playground.

In the center of the field stood a giant doll, its childlike face turned away from the crowd. Its head was oddly large compared to its body, and its pigtails swung slightly in the manufactured breeze.

Your heart pounded as the crowd gathered at the starting line, a red stripe painted boldly across the ground. You glanced nervously at the people around you, their expressions ranging from confusion to outright terror.

"Welcome to the first game: Red Light, Green Light," the same cheerful, automated voice announced. "The rules are simple: move forward when the doll says 'Green Light.' Stop when it says 'Red Light.' Any players caught moving during 'Red Light' will be eliminated."

The word "eliminated" echoed in your mind, sharp and foreboding.

You scanned the crowd, desperate for some kind of reassurance. Then your eyes locked onto someone near the front of the group. Someone tpp familiar and conforting.

It was Gi-Hun.

He was standing tall, his jaw clenched, scanning the sea of players with a determined look in his eyes. His face lined with more stress than you remembered, but there was no mistaking him.

“Oppa?” you whispered, your voice trembling. He didn’t hear you, his attention focused on the doll and the guards stationed along the edges of the field.

"Green Light!"

The doll’s head swiveled forward, and the players began to move cautiously.

You hesitated, your feet frozen in place as fear clawed at your chest. What would happen if you moved? What did they mean by “eliminated”?

“Red Light!”

The doll’s head snapped around with an eerie clicking sound. The field fell silent, save for the faint sound of breathing.

Then, a sharp, deafening gunshot rang out.

You gasped, as a player just ahead of you collapsed to the ground, blood pooling beneath them.

Screams erupted from the crowd, and chaos broke loose as people panicked. Some froze in terror, while others tried to run back toward the doors. The guards raised their rifles, and more shots rang out.

“Stay still!” a familiar voice shouted above the chaos.

Your eyes darted toward the front of the group, where Gi-Hun was standing. His arms were raised as he turned to face the crowd, his voice desperate.

“Listen to me! Don’t move! Stay calm, or they’ll shoot!”

He was trying to save them. Even in the midst of his own fear, he was trying to keep people alive.

“Green Light!”

The doll’s voice rang out again, and Gi-Hun turned back toward the field. He began moving forward cautiously, motioning for others to follow.

“Come on,” he urged. “We have to keep going.”

You swallowed hard, your heart hammering in your chest. The reality of the situation hit you like a freight train: this wasn’t just a game. It was life or death.

Tears pricked at your eyes as you took a tentative step forward, your legs shaking beneath you.

"Red light"

You stopped again, body tensed, as you held your breath. Your fingers dug into your palms in a desparate attempt to stady yourself. You heard a gun shot after a gun shot, each one making you feel more nervous.

"Green light."

Your legs shot forward again, faster now, driven by a new surge of adrenaline. You couldn’t stop. You couldn’t hesitate.

“Red light!”

You froze.

And just when you thought you couldn’t take it anymore, your eyes caught something familiar.

Gi-Hun.

Your breath caught in your throat as you saw him, not too far ahead of you. He had his back turned to the doll, eyes wide, his body rigid with fear. His face was pale, his hands clenched into fists. Reminder thay he was there, and somehow, that made the unbearable weight of this all feel a little lighter.

But it wasn’t over. No one was safe yet.

"Green light."

This time, you could almost feel the finish line calling you. You let instinct take over, your legs pushing forward with everything you had left. There was no hesitation, no second thoughts. It was now or never. You pushed your body, gritted your teeth, and moved faster, ignoring the pain in your muscles, the exhaustion weighing you down.

And then, before you knew it, you were there.

The finish line.

You couldn’t stop the burst of relief that washed over you, but the sense of triumph didn’t last long. You had made it. You were alive. But at what cost?

You stood there for a moment, chest heaving, trying to catch your breath, as the game continued to echo in your ears. The sound of the gunshots, the screams of the players who hadn't been so lucky—everything felt distant now. You were safe. For now.

---

When the game finally ended, you were herded back into the massive dormitory, your body trembling with exhaustion and fear. Each step felt like it was dragging you deeper into an abyss of uncertainty. Your limbs were sore, your mind numb from the chaos of it all.

You collapsed onto your bunk, your eyes unfocused as you stared blankly at the cold, hard floor. The events of the game kept replaying in your head—each horrifying second flashing by like a nightmare you couldn’t escape. The gunfire. The screams. The lifeless bodies being dragged away. The cold, unfeeling nature of it all.

Before you even realized it, your face was wet. Tears streamed down your cheeks as the weight of everything hit you all at once. The sobs came unexpectedly, choking your breath, and you buried your face in your hands, trying to quiet the noise inside you.

“Hey.”

The voice was familiar, but you couldn’t bring yourself to look up, too overwhelmed with the flood of emotions crashing over you.

“Hey!”

A sharp hand grabbed your shoulder, yanking you from the haze of your shock. You flinched, eyes snapping upward to find Gi-Hun standing over you, his face twisted with a mix of shock, anger, and something deeper—something you couldn’t quite place.

“What are you doing here?” His voice was rough, urgent, laced with frustration as his hands gripped your shoulders tightly. “What the hell are you doing here?”

“I-I don’t know,” you stammered, voice shaking. “I didn’t know it would be like this, Oppa. I thought…”

“You thought what?” Gi-Hun cut you off, his voice rising with a sharp edge, his hands trembling with fury. His eyes were wild, almost panicked, and it only made your heart race more. “That this was just some harmless game? Do you have any idea what you’ve gotten yourself into? Do you?!” Now yelling at you with everything he has.

Tears spilled over again, your body shaking as you tried to make sense of the situation. “I’m sorry,” you whispered through the sobs, choking on the words. “I didn’t know. I didn’t know it would be like this.”

Gi-Hun let out a strained, pained breath, and for a moment, you saw the anger crack and slip into something else—something like fear. But his face quickly hardened again, his grip on your shoulders tightening as if to ground you.

“You shouldn’t be here!” he snapped, his voice low but raw. His eyes were wide with disbelief. “I came back to stop this! To help people! But now… now you’re here, in the middle of it... Why didn’t you tell me?! Why didn’t you tell me what was going on?!”

“I didn’t know, Oppa, I swear—”

Gi-Hun took a step back, running a hand through his hair, frustration and worry written all over his face. He was breathing hard, eyes darting around as if the reality of the situation was suddenly too much to handle. His anger faded, but it was replaced by an overwhelming sadness—one that seemed to suffocate both of you in that moment.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” he repeated, voice softer now, but with a heartbreaking tremor in it. “I told you before… you can’t trust strangers. You have to tell me everything. I could’ve helped you, I could’ve protected you.” He stared at you for a long moment, shaking his head as though he couldn’t believe what was happening. “I’m supposed to be the one protecting you. I came back for you, and this is what I find?!”

You flinched at the harshness of his words, the truth of them sinking in like a heavy stone. The shock of everything that had happened, the brutality of the game, still had you frozen in place. You couldn’t respond. You just sat there, trembling, caught in the storm of emotions whirling around both of you.

For a while, neither of you spoke. The air between you was thick with everything unsaid—the fear, the anger, the guilt. Gi-Hun finally let out a quiet sigh, his shoulders slumping in exhaustion.

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