Saw style
I woke up in a room that I didn't fall asleep in. I also had a headache. One like a hangover but it was like a marching band playing over and over again. I didn't drink though. I know I was drugged. As my eyes started coming into focus I realized I was in a room that is shaped like a bathroom.
I also noticed that I was not alone.
There was a man beside me. The man was my friend, Embry. He had some kind of device attached to him. A couple of inches of pure metal shaped in the same shape as his ribs. He also had some kind of mask over his face. It didn't have any kind of poison in it, It was pure fresh oxygen. You could see that by his breathing.
This was also attached to me. I was scared. I didn't know what was going to happen
Then the TV infront of me flickered into life. There was some kind of puppet that kind of looked like a clown.
Hello Rosalie.
I want to play a game. You seem to like to tell people and their families that their loved ones are going to die, Now it is your turn.
The device attached to you can crush you in a few seconds. You also have the mask, If you breathe the device closes in on your sides. This is also attached to your friend.
Whoever can get through this can carry on through the maze.
By this time I had tears in my eyes. I didn't want to die but I didn't want to see my friend die either. I knew for a fact that Embry had weak lungs. He could hold his breath for about 13 seconds. He wouldn't last.
I couldn't stop the tears flowing over my eyes. I couldn't watch my friend die. I watched him with a sympathised expression and watched him take his last few breaths and then the blood poured out of his sides where his lungs would have been.
Something clicked and I fell out of the 'trap'. I wanted to get out. Run as far away as possible. I limped through the passageway. I kept walking. And walking...
