Instead of 'Jigsaw' I wrote 'Pigsaw' on the cover, please ignore that.
Oh, and 'Billy' is the puppet on the cover, beside the girl.

Prologue

"I will never be like you!"

Justine's face was full of disgust as she stared in horror at the mask in her hands, it was a mask of Billy. A white mask with big red swirls on the cheeks, red lips and empty eyes, if she ever wore that thing. Her eyes would be in that empty space. It was a exact replica of her dad's mask. Which is why he gave it to her, an early birthday present.

Jigsaw had stopped using the Billy puppet to talk to his victims, instead, he put the Billy mask on and talked to them himself. He didn't have to change his voice, the mask did that for him. He only used the puppet if his victims managed to make it out alive, he'd use Billy to show them the exit. Or if the police managed to find out where they were hiding, he'd leave with his daughter and leave Billy behind to make the cops even more confused.

"Justine, someday I am going to stop doing my work, and you need to take over. Who else will help those people value their lives?" Jigsaw said, staring at his daughter. She threw the mask on the ground and stood up, glaring at him. "Help people value their lives?! Dad, you play this sick game with your victims that kills them! I don't think you help people value their lives if you kill them." She crossed her arms and raised one eyebrow, challenging him.

Jigsaw didn't answer, he walked away from his daughter and grabbed a newspaper. "In an interview with Dr. Gordon, a victim and one of the only people to have ever survived The Jigsaw Killer. He makes a statement that shocked everyone: ' The newspapers started calling him The Jigsaw Killer. Actually, technically speaking, he's not really a murderer. He never killed anyone. He finds ways for his victims to kill themselves.' Is it true what Dr. Gordon said? Has he met the person behind the murders himself? Who is this Jigsaw Killer and why does he do things like this?"

Justine snorted at the: 'Has he met the person behind the murders himself' part, sure, if someone managed to figure out who The Jigsaw Killer was. She'd try to teach a spider to talk.

"See Honey? Even one of my victims agrees that I'm not a killer." His daughter rolled her eyes, "The only reason Dr. Gordon said that is because you made him, if he didn't do it, you'd never tell him where his son was." Jigsaw shrugged. "An agreement is an agreement, forced or not."

Justine sighed, but before she could open her mouth, Jigsaw cut her off.

"Why are you acting like this anyway? You never said you disliked me doing this, sometimes you even made me some torture devices or you'd help me make it harder for my victims to escape!" Justine closed her mouth and stiffened, her dad was right. She did do those things, and she had absolutely no regrets.

She grabbed a hair clip from the table and clipped her bangs out of her face, "You're right. I don't mind it when you do your work, it makes you happy. And I like helping you from time to time, but you are trying to make me play that stupid game with your victims! And even if I don't care what you do with them, I don't want to do that. I still think it's murder."

Jigsaw's face fell, and Justine sighed, staring at the Billy mask on the ground. She would turn eighteen tomorrow, coincidentally on Father's Day.
And well, her dad gave her a early birthday present, so why shouldn't she give a early Father's Day present?

She walked towards her bed and grabbed the big box hidden behind it, smiling, she turned around and handed it to her father. "Happy early Father's Day." Jigsaw raised an eyebrow, but didn't comment as he opened the box.

He was holding a metal device, spikes all over it, big enough to put a head in, Jigsaw looked up at his daughter. A remote in his other hand.

"It's a new torture device I made, I heard you had a new target? " He nodded and she crossed her arms. "Put it on your victims head and if you press the button on the remote, it closes, effectively smashing your victims head. " Jigsaw opened his mouth but Justine cut him off.

"Don't worry, I made sure you can still play your little game. There's a small key at the bottom of the box, if you kidnap two people to play. You can make one of them find it, with a time limit of course. Your creative enough to put the key somewhere horrible, so I won't say anymore. I gotta go now, goodbye dad." She kissed him on his cheek and left to go to school. Leaving Jigsaw planning his next game, with a sadistic smile on his face.