Exactly. This is why my brothers and I would more often play dead in order to get their opponent to worry they’d killed us.
My little brother and I did that. We knew that we were still capable of breathing, but it really meant that that person was not having fun anymore, and if you didn’t stop soon mom would be told you were playing too rough.
“I’m gonna pee!!” was what we screamed, and that usually ended it, because Mom would make the offender clean it up.