Amanda slowly pulled the yellow door open, cringing at the grating and squeaking as it slid along its rusted track. She whipped her head around to see if John had followed her. With no other sound than that of her own rapid heartbeat, Amanda continued on into the dark bathroom. The room reeked of death, blood, and decay and it sent waves of unease and nausea over Amanda. She pressed a hand to her mouth as she gagged but forced herself onward. Her flashlight beam searched the far side of the room until it fell upon the bloody shirt of the person she was looking for. Taking as deep a breath as she could given the air, Amanda approached him. She knelt beside him and touched his pale arm. He was cold but not deathly. She whispered his name, calling to him. When he didn't respond she held her hand in front of his face to check for breathing. Before she could determine anything for certain, Adam turned his head towards her, his weary eyes half-open. Amanda choked back a sob. He was still alive.
"It's okay," she said to him, reaching into her bag, "I'm gonna help you. I'm gonna help you." Adam released what sounded like a sigh and a moan mixed together. She didn't think he was completely lucid. This was good. He wouldn't know what was happening. Still, Amanda began to cry as she produced a thick plastic bag and brought it up to his face.
"I'm gonna free you," she whispered. I'm so sorry I have to do this...She couldn't look as she suffocated him. He struggled against it but was so weak already...
"Enough." Amanda gasped at the sound of John's voice at the door. "Let him go." The master approached his student and grasped her wrist.
"Amanda," he said in that dangerous tone he only used when he was completely serious, "I have plans for him." Hiccuping from the tears, she shakily pulled the bag away and buried her face in her hands. Adam had slid to the floor in the attempt on his life, coughing and wheezing for air. John looked down at the man almost in pity for a few moments.
"Unlock his chain and bring him to the medical room," he instructed Amanda, "He's going to be one of us."
A/N: Hey, I'm not dead! Would you look at that...Anyway. This idea came into my head after watching Saw 6 and thinking "Hey. Where are they getting all these spiffy photos that look mysteriously like Adam's?" So I created a canon world where Adam becomes a sort of Jigsaw apprentice but not really cause all he's doing is helping get the victims. Expect this to cover almost every movie.