Emo §aw
The Game Begins now, but will you survive it?
By: Kehau with loads of help from Regina
Enjoy
Andrew P. Hill High School holds many friendships, some that blossom into hand-in-hand friendships that will last a lifetime, and some that are in pieces. It all begins near the end of year 2009 and continues on into the summer that should be filled with fun and laughter…so why isn't anybody laughing or having any fun?
Welcome to the summer that will test these teenagers will to live. Paired up with each other, several teens have to go through all kinds of miscellaneous trials and obstacles in order to help each other survive and during all this horrible bloody mess; they realize that their friendships are in tatters. Their lives are in tatters. Will they make Jigsaws standards and realize that they need to appreciate their lives as well as each other before their time to live runs out? Well, if you want to find out then let the game begin…
Rated V.L.A. for:
Violence
Language
Awesomeness
Are you ready?
Dedication:
The dedication is too long to write out so ill list you guys (:
Cassie Pesqueda: My best friend since I was four years old
Regina Bracamonte: My writing partner and inspiration
Yaritza Oregel: the humor in this dim thing
Gabriel Molina: the whiney ass that makes it fun
Kant Tran: awesome and clingy
Angel Mercado: ...XD
Kris Mendoza: the panda
Hayden (idk the last name)
Stephen: My big bro :)
And Paul: the big-headed, might as well be blonde
Based on real people, the kind of people we seem to be and really are inside. This wouldn't have been made if it weren't for the ones who inspired me throughout this thing. The time that I've spent with you made all this happen in my mind. Every detail and description was able to be written because of you guys. Dedicated to the countless selfless acts throughout the story—things I know we'd all do :). A toast to these fags who made this possible: To you fags. I would never have gotten this far without you. Thank you and I love you all. And of course, I couldn't forget you Emo's. Sorry for being such a pain in the ass as a freshman. and at last my pushy family (: Oh, whatever happens to us in this is based on mine and Gina's decisions throughout it :)
Part One: We Have to Survive This
Friendship over Feelings
Gabriel's light brown eyes glittered with shed tears and tears that were yet to come as he saw one of his dear friends on the ground, unconscious. He tried feebly to free himself against the tight bonds that held his wrists, neck, legs, waist, and chest to the strange chair. He shakes his head to clear his vision from his now-dyed black hair and calls her name again, only for no response. Gabriel hung his head and sighs in despair. Suddenly, as a groaning sound of both pain and awakening sounds, Gabriel looks up to see the young woman lift her head.
Yaritza sat up only to feel pain throughout her body. She was sore-and it wasn't from soccer practice either. The room was dark and it took a few moments for her dark brown eyes to adjust to the darkness. She takes in her surroundings slowly.
"Yaritza, Yari" Gabriel says in his strangely deep voice, he was so deeply relieved to know that she was truly okay, "I thought that you were dead!"
"? Gabriel?" Yaritza looks at him; her mouth was slightly gaped in confusion. "Where are we? I thought that I was just at the school-soccer practice" she motions to her uniform.
"I... I don't know" he sighs heavily, "But there might be a chance that-"
Gabriel's sentence was cut off by a long, extremely high pitched sound that emitted from a small intercom device in the far right-hand corner of the small room. Their door was steel and it was barred shut. Yaritza clenched her teeth and covers her ears with her sleeves to best attempt to clear the sound completely. Gabriel whines softly and his eyes water from the brain-itching sound.
"Good evening Yaritza Oregel, Gabriel Molina..."
Both of the weary teens look at the intercom in exasperated horror. That voice clearly belonged to the one and only Jigsaw. A well-known serial killer who appeared in, so far, 8 states. A sinister chuckling echoes throughout the room, sending sudden chills down both of their spines.
"Yaritza... In the past you have claimed to hate Gabriel with all your being ever since that he told you that: 1. he was bisexual, and 2. that he liked Kent Tran..."
This causes Yaritzas face to go a bright, seeming-to-glow red
"Now you have to prove if your true feelings of Gabriel or your close friendship with Gabriel is stronger. In your ankle is a key to Gabriel's electric chair. There is a knife to your left to slice it open. You will have two minutes to choose between saving your friend and sacrificing your ankle or just sit there and show your true hatred by letting him fry like a... potato. Once this little announcement is over, your two minutes will start. Let the game begin…"
A timer above Gabriel's head began to count down from two minutes. He looked at her, his eyes staring intensely into her matching pair. Yaritza looked away from Gabriel as she fought with her conscience; she couldn't bear looking at his pitiful, sad, abused puppy-dog eyed expression any longer. Why did it have to be her who had to make this kind of fucked up decision? Finally after the silence seemed to have lasted an eternity, Gabriel's voice sounded.
"Yaritza, I will understand if you decide for me to die…it's not really your fault after all." He stopped as a tear ran down his pale cheek and opens his hand, palm up. "Will you at least hold my hand until the timer runs out? It'll make the wait more bearable…"
Yaritza looked at the clock and she saw that only 1:00 remained
"No" she decided in a hard voice, sitting down at the base of his feet
"N-no?" he gasped, hurt. His wide eyes grew even wider
"I'm not letting my friend die just so I can play soccer again"
"Y-Yaritza, you don't have to!"
0:45 remained
Yaritza ignored his cries and took off her sneakers and her socks. With a shaking hand, she picked up the shiny dagger and then at her ankles.
'Fuck, which one is it?'
With a deep sigh, she bit her lip and shut her eyes tightly as she plunged the blade in her right ankle with both hands. Instantly, the pain washed over her and she screamed, instantly regretting the action with tears of agony running down her child-like face. Gabriel protested loudly but his cries fell upon deaf ears. Yaritza ignored him and made the cut wider, viciously digging into the flesh. Dropping the knife, gagging, she looked at the clock.
0:15 seconds remained.
Her vision was fuzzing over with red, but she went back to her task. Her left hand shook as she reached into the brutal cut, clutching the blood-painted key tightly. Yaritza crawled over to Gabriel's chair.
0:05 seconds remained.
She reached over to the keyhole…
0:03 seconds!
Turned the key…
0:01 second…
And there was a click!
The last milliseconds lasted for what seemed like forever. But the expected surge of electricity never came. Yaritza fell to the ground, passing out from the blood loss and the pain. Gabriel kneeled beside her and tied her sock to the wound on her ankle, effectively compressing it. He held his friend as close as he could.
"Job well done…" Jigsaw's voice sounded through the intercom device.
Friendship over Pride
Angel's black eyes shut tightly before they slowly fluttered open. He let out a small groan of discomfort and he looked around. When he saw his situation, he frowned, angry. Somehow, he seemed to be in some kind of…weird tank. Above him was a huge machine, it looked extremely strange, but somehow vaguely familiar…in the right hand corner of the tank, there was an intercom device high up in the tank, right below the machine. And the only door—his ONLY way out—was bolted shut. This got him even angrier. Extraordinarily annoyed and unknowing of his whereabouts, this just got him even more steamed.
He decided to take another look around, nothing else to do anyway. He squinted and his eyes and saw a familiar face on a body that lay on her side—facing towards him—in the room. She was one of his best friends' friends, he had mostly recognized her from the fact that she was once in his art class. Her name was…Kehau, he remembered, also known as "the girl with the paw print bandana" or Keke—even though at this time she had no bandana. Without it, he saw her short hair that barely went halfway down her neck. Behind her was a bolted door, similar to his, and another intercom device to her left.
"Wake up" he demanded irritably and loudly.
No movement from Kehau.
"Hey! Wake up!" he shouted, clenching his fists in his irritability and slamming them both against the more-than-likely bullet-proof and shatter-proof glass with enough force to shake the glass.
Kehau's eyelids twitched and she stirred. Her bright amber eyes opened and she couldn't help but frown slightly. Last thing she remembered was being in her room listening to her MP3's blasting music and beginning to doze off.
"Where are we?" he snapped
Kehau flinched and recoiled from the tall emo. Angel saw a dark bruise on the side of her neck, but didn't really seem to care about that.
"H-huh? A-angel! I…I really have no idea where we are" her voice was unusually high pitched and scared.
'Stupid Girl' he thought
Angel sighed and tried to calm himself. He closed his eyes and tried to think clearly without angering himself. She got up and tugs hopefully on the door, secretly wanting him to stay locked in there
Just then, a high pitched sound came through the intercoms and Kehau gasped with a jump while Angel rolled his eyes at such a childish reaction. Jigsaws voice sounded through.
"This is your wake-up call Kehau, Angel" he said sinisterly
"That voice!" they both gasped
"Kehau…" Jigsaw continued, "Your little buddy, Angel here, is in quite a predicament, and only you can help him get out of his tank alive"
"…me?"
"Yes, you, Kehau. I have been watching you both for some time now…you are so proud that you would never admit that you would sacrifice anything—even your life—in order to save or help another person that you would consider a friend, even if you knew very well that he didn't like you very much. That he hated you even. I have also noticed that you have recently gotten into cutting, now haven't you?"
Kehau remained silent, staring down onto the ground.
"Well, cutting is a major part in your task. Angel is in an air-proof chamber that is now being supplied oxygen. He is only allowed to breathe now because of the special ventilation in the open air hole about ten feet above his head that let air out and no air in. My little vacuum-like device will be activated as soon as this recording is over… this vacuum will slowly suck out Angel's air.
"Now Kehau, in order to stop him from suffocating, you have to go into the room to your far left."
A light turned on and a wooden door sat there, mocking them both. Kehau walked over and felt nauseous when opens the door to her task.
"In this room, miscellaneous objects will be sticking out of these very…how I say…narrow… walls. These objects will include razor blades, broken glass, daggers, knives; you get the idea, sharp things. Oh, be warned that these objects? They're all sharpest so that if a hair touches it, then it will be instantly split in two…"
She cursed silently under her breath and clenched her teeth.
"Now all you have to do is carefully make your way through the room and on the other side is a nice, shiny switch on the wall. Pull it and Angel will live. Oh, and you only have 5 minutes to do this…So Kehau will you bleed for Angel's survival or let him suffocate? Well, we'll just have to see, now wont we? Let the game begin"
"FUCK!" she shouted, punching the wall in anger. "…fuck, fuck, fuck…" Both sat in silence for a good two minutes before Angel spoke.
"…you're not going, are you?" he said, clearly disappointed and angry.
She raised her head and forced herself out of her trance-like state. Looking at him, she gave a determined, but half-hearted, smile.
"Hang tight Angel" She entered the door and it slammed itself shut behind her.
"2:30!" he shouted in despair.
A bead of sweat ran down the side of her face in her nervousness. She then ran forward—instantly getting cut deeply on her arm. She clenched her teeth, stopping the high-pitched scream that crept up her throat.
"1:45!" came Angel's shout.
She was in only about halfway through and she was already horribly cut up in her arms and hips. The chamber got narrower and narrower. She knew that she had to be more careful, but the thought of Angel being killed if she didn't hurry lingered on her conscience, giving her the motivation to go faster.
"1:00!" he shouted, panicking. He was getting nervous now. 'What if she doesn't make it?" he thought to himself angrily
Kehau slipped, falling sideways on a wall of daggers and needles. She screamed in her extreme pain and a groan mixed in with the sound, weak from blood loss.
"30 seconds!" he shouted. 'Where the hell could she be?' Angel thought, his lungs beginning to ache from the thinning air.
The headache he had received earlier began to get worse, his head pulsating painfully; he put his back against the thick, glass, wall, sliding down slowly. Angel gripped his head and pleaded for her to hurry up. Looking at the timer, he saw that only 15 seconds remained and just outright assumed that she was dead, so he began taking in deep breaths to steady himself. The air disapated with each breath and he damned her for not being faster.
Kehau struggled off of the wall and continued on through the pain. She outstretched her right arm, shaking violently as she did, and lunged forward, grabbing the switch and shoving it down. She then fell against another wall, being punctured on her shoulder and fell on her back only to lay in a puddle of her warm, moist blood. Kehau laughed maniacally, tears streaming down her face. Her vision dimmed slightly, but she forced herself to remain conscious.
Air burst into Angel's lungs and he took in the air in gasps, falling forward onto his hands and knees, looking up slightly in surprise. He was thankful for it and was shaking when suddenly; he realized that something was missing ...but what?
Angel looked over at the door with his eye-lined eyes and they widened considerably. Slowly getting to his feet, his head spun slightly, but nevertheless, he stumbled to the door, yanking on it—and to his surprise, it opened. He then walked quickly to the wooden door and peeked in where he saw Kehau laying on her back in a pool of her own blood, badly cut up. He thanked god that he was skinny enough to walk through the narrow room and easily went through, kneeling beside the girl whom had saved his life. He lifted her head and looked at her. She was a bloody mess and he shivered as a bead of her blood ran down his wrist and down his arm.
'Why am I doing this?' he thought coldly as he stares down at her pathetic face. His expressions slightly softened, 'then again... I owe you one weirdo'
"A-Angel…" blood spilled from her mouth as she spoke his name. The slight gurgling from her throat made him shudder and snap out of his thoughts.
"Yeah?" he said softly, his head slightly cocked
"Are…" she choked out, the blood running faster and thicker from her mouth.
"A-am?" he stuttered for the first time that he could remember
"Are…you…okay?" the gurgling of blood rising up her throat made him shiver. She coughs and quickly covers his face, perhaps not fast enough though, for some of her coughed up blood sprays on his cheek.
"?" the question caught him by surprise. "Wait, what did you just ask?"
"Are…you…okay?" she repeated slowly, pronunciating each word the best she could before passing out, her head falling to the side.
He watched the blood spilling from her mouth into a small puddle. She coughed and the blood sprayed out. Angel watched the blood puddle quickly next to his left knee before he remembered her condition and sighs softly.
For My One and Only Love
Edwardo's eyes fluttered open slowly and the only thing in the room was that he saw was the immense pitch-blackness. He groaned for his neck had a sharp pain streaming through it and he tried to stand, only to see spots. He used a wall to prop himself up, trying to steady his vision as he heaved once, feeling as though he were going to throw up. Edwardo blinked over and over again until the spots finally went away.
"H-hello?" he stammered, unsure of whether or not that anybody would hear him in the pitch black room.
"H-hey, who's that," Was the reply that had come from an echoing frightened female voice from the other side of the room.
"My…I'm Edwardo?" he said, uncertain of whether or not that he recognized the voice.
"Eddy!" the voice sounded even more familiar when it said his name. "Eddy, it's me, Adriana!"
"Adi!" he said breathlessly, "Where are we?"
"As if I know!" she snarled moodily, "try and find a light switch now!"
Edwardo flinched, silent, but he did as he was told and started to feel around for the light switch. A loud bang sounded and he clutched his right hand with his left. The lights flashed on and he looked down with a cry of distress. A bullet was in the center of his palm, stuck there. Blood flowed from the wound steadily, and when he tried to take it out, he gasped in extreme pain, his eyes watering. Biting down as hard as he could on his lip, he tore the bullet out, feeling the excruciating pain. Edwardo looked up for the first time and gasped in horror when he saw Adriana. She was strapped to a medieval device…but what was it called? He racked his brain, a finger to his lips and tried to remember the name of it.
Suddenly, a loud, high pitched screeching sound echoed throughout the huge room and a deep voice was heard. Of course, it was Jigsaws.
"Well, well Edwardo…it looks like you have activated one of my many traps in this room…Anyway, getting to the matter at hand, I want to play a game with you two. Now Edwardo, I have been watching you for quite a while, along with many other people. I have observed that even though you have loved Adriana since the moment that you laid eyes on her, you have always wanted to show her how much she has ever meant to you, but you had no idea how to…that won't be a problem anymore. I am here to help you, now if you are ready. In your heart is a key. You must get the key out and insert it into the guillotine that she is strapped to and unlock the straps before her pretty little head is cut off. You will have about 20 minutes to complete the task. Oh and know that if you touch ANY other part of the guillotine is touched, then her head is going to be cut off automatically. Have fun and let the game begin…" his sinister chuckle rang out for about 5 seconds before it went silent.
Edwardo stared hard at Adriana, both confused and horrified at the task at hand. She stared down at the ceramic tiles. He frowned hard, sitting down in front of her. After a few minutes of silence and a loud ringing in both of their ears, he spoke.
"This is impossible. If I cut into my heart then I will die!" he sounded stressed out, "how can I get you out of that if I'm dead? It makes no sense!"
"I don't know" Adriana replied. By the sound of her voice, Edwardo could tell that she had already lost all hope.
Edwardo walked around the large, hollow room several times, inspecting all the walls, looking at the tiles for any kind of clue that could help them. Adriana looked at him irritably and growled.
"What the hell are you doing Edwardo?"
"Shush"
She glared at him but said nothing.
Edwardo turned out the lights and gasped at what he saw. A heart on one of the ceramic tiles glowed brightly throughout the darkness in the room. He sprinted to the tile and lifted it. His hand groped around for a key and a loud 'snap' sounded. He screamed in pain and anger, shaking off the old fashioned mouse trap that had snapped shut on his hand, cutting slightly into his skin, snatching the key. Edwardo ran to the light switch and ran over, sticking the key into the base of the guillotine, careful not to touch any part of the guillotine. The second that Adriana was released and she scrambled to the ground, the blade of the guillotine snapped and fell down. Edwardo lunged forward and grabbed her into a bone crushing hug, tears of happiness running down his face.
"Edwardo, how did you know to turn out the lights?" she asked softly
"I saw it in a crappy horror movie once…I don't know where though"
Anger to manage
Hayden twitched. Slowly, his eyes began to open as ice-cold air annoyingly slapped him in the face. His eagle brown eyes scanned the strange room as he slowly began to sit up, immediately suspicious. The dark room began to annoy him as his skin began to get goose bumps. He began to shiver against the cold, shuddering and rubbing his arms slowly to regain his heat.
"Oi!" he said loudly, almost growling "Anybody there?"
At first, there was no response, and then he heard a scared female voice
"Wh-who is that?" she asked, stammering from fear
"…depends" he finally replied in a semi-cocky voice after another few moments of silence, "Who is that?"
"Victoria"
"…Victoria, what?" suddenly, his tone turned ice-cold
"Victoria Nunez" she replied quickly
"Are you screwing with me?" he demanded, "Or is that seriously your real name?" he snapped.
"! W-what? Of course that's my real name, who the hell are you to even say that?" she demanded.
"Hayden"
"…Hayden?"
"Yes. I was in your fourth period"
Suddenly, the lights flashed on and Hayden hissed loudly, shielding his eyes. Victoria shut her eyes tightly and slowly opened them. She groaned in horror when she saw her situation. She then glanced at Hayden, who was staring at her; his mouth slightly gaped. A table sat in between them, a small, round, bedside table. On it was a tape recorder with a bright, highlight yellow sticky note on it. Hayden walked to it and read the two-word note.
'Play me'
"You have got to be kidding me!" he snapped, slamming his fist on the table beside the tape recorder.
Victoria flinched. "W-what does it say?"
"It fucking says 'Play me'!" he said softly "just like in the movies…it ALWAYS says 'Play me'"
"So, play it" she sighed softly at him
Hayden glared at her and pressed the faded white play button and waited. Static sounded for about three seconds before Jigsaws voice sounded.
"Well, good evening Hayden, Victoria" said Jigsaw in a chipper voice. "Hayden" he began again after a moment, his voice changing into a grim tone, "you are so violent, even to the one person who you seem to care about most in this life. So I'm going to give you a choice to save her or not. The person who I'm talking about is, of course, Miss Victoria here"
Hayden said nothing, staring at the small tape recorder. Victoria closed her eyes.
"Victoria is chained above…about, let's say 250 daggers and knives, all dripped in the finest poison. Every 30 seconds, she will be lowered. You have 5 minutes to get her down safely or else she will be impaled and poisoned to death. Now, in three very deep, very wide cauldrons, to your far right are equally dangerous and fine poisons that will quickly eat up your body tissue like acid. At the bottom of ONE is a large switch. I want you to pull this switch. At your far left are three panels. In each panel is a gun. All three will shoot at you until you can get to the key hanging above them—but no worries, none of them will be aimed at your head or your heart. Now you have to be careful where you step because there are thin wires that will activate needles to shoot out of the wall and home in on your DNA. Beside Victoria is a machine with a keyhole. Insert the key and turn all the way to the right until you hear a loud click. That should save her. Let the game begin."
"Hayden?" Victoria's soft voice sounded
"I'm going to save you Victoria, so don't try to stop me" he pocketed the recorder and ran to the cauldrons and randomly thrusted his hand in, his arm going numb instantly.
30 seconds had already passed.
Nothing was at the bottom. Angry, he tried the next and felt the same sensation, only this time his fingers found the switch. Pulling down with all of his might, a bang sounded.
1:30 had passed by already. He ran straight at the guns. Bullets shot into his right arm and his legs and torso. Grimacing with pain, he kept running for Victoria's sake.
3: 30 passed
His left arm reached out and he grabbed the key. The guns stopped and he staggered to the keyhole.
One minute remaining, he turned it until a click sounded. Hayden glanced at her before collapsing. The pit of daggers and knives closed with a ceramic tile floor. Victoria was dropped to the ground. With a groan of pain, she stood up and ran to Hayden's side.
"Hayden!" she screeched. "Hayden, answer me! Answer me NOW!" a few tears rolled down her cheeks as he didn't respond.
Jigsaw walked in from the shadows. "Good job indeed, Hayden…" and disappeared once more into the shadows, leaving Victoria holding Hayden tightly.
Is this a selfish act?
Leprechaun watched Regina awaken, beads of sweat running down his pale face. His black eyes stared intensely at her through the bars of his cage. She lifted her head and took in her surroundings as she blinked several times. In a cage about 20 feet away from her, an emo teenage kid was in a cage. She was sweating from the high temperatures. A small recorder sat in front of her and a note was taped on it, reading: Play Me. Mumbling miscellaneous swear words under her breath, she pressed play. But as she did, she thought to herself:
'Something about this isn't right…'
"Regina. You have been so selfish in this life, haven't you? Well, you might have to be forced to be kind and affectionate to a stranger who has loved you since the moment that he has set his eyes on you. Now, looks can be deceiving…Juan here is actually a kind, loyal, funny individual who cares a lot about you…"
"…" Regina didn't look amused.
"He would give anything to be with you, so you both get to play this game. Around your neck is a device similar to a bear trap and Juan is in a cage suspended in molten lava. You have two minutes to save either both of you, or you both can die right here. All you have to do is walk across this narrow balance beam—without falling into the 2500 degree lava—and press the little purple button to release the lock on his cage and deactivate the bear trap around your neck…Let the game begin."
"You have to hurry Regina!" Juan panicked as the timer in the center of the room began to count down. She didn't answer him. "R-Regina, aren't you going to…go?"
"I don't think so" she said softly, "I can't"
"Wait, what? You're…not going?" he was disappointed, sliding his back against the cage, making it swing slightly. "Why not?"
"No, I'm not…" she repeated, "Something about this is not right..."
"Fine" a tear trickled down his face.
The two minutes passed by extremely slowly. Juan had his face hidden in his knees. Juan heard the bear trap on Regina's neck shut closed. Juan was dropped into the pool of lava below him without looking up to see Regina's fate.
Paul Suniga
He woke up in a bright room and blinks several times to clear his vision. He sat up and yawns. The somewhat handsome emo stretches and pauses, realizing that he was sweating and that it was unbearably hot in the room. Wiping sweat from his forehead, he exhales and screams like a little girl as he looks down at the wires criss-crossing about 3 feet from where he sat. He was panicking now, panicking not because he was in a strange room alone, where he wasnt just hours earlier, this fact hadnt sunk in yet, but panicking because he was missing something
"Where's my skateboard? I remember crashing into a wall... hitting my head... and passing out O_o"
Something fell on his head and bounced off, landing on his hand. Paul blinks and rubs his head. He looks helplessly at the small tape recorder in his hand and pressed play.
"Hello Paul..."
"" he gasps for air before continuing his dramatisism,
"! O_o its Jigsaw..."
"...yeah, it's me, Jigsaw. You see those wires?"
"Yeah... wait, you're a tape recorder!"
"About 50 feet across from you," he continues, "is your door to freedom..."
Paul looks over, a bit skeptical. But there it was the door to his freedom. A faint smile crosses his lips and he stands up with the tape recorder in his hands.
"Alright magical tape recorder, what do I have to do?"
"...is avoid these wires at your feet, if you don't, then you shall be electrocuted to death. If you do, then that is a little bit self-explanatory. Cross this room and join your friends, or die here without them even knowing that you're here. Take your pick Paul... every minute that you waste, the wires will only end up weaving tighter together... you have 4 minutes and 30 seconds to live..."
Paul was sweating more than ever, he had to take his shirt off and wipe his head with it. 'Jesus Christ...' he swallows hard and steps down onto the panel.
The heat that emitted from the wires was so unimaginably dry. Paul wanted to stop but was barely 3 feet in.
"You couldn't have given me something that has to do with climbing, you asshole?" he shouts angrily at the tape recorder, shoving it deep into his skinny jean pockets.
He trips over his own foot and gasps, catching himself at the very last minute. He tosses his shirt aside and screams as it steams from the moisture of his sweat, creating a fog in the room.
Paul began swearing so intensely that it lasted at least one-minute as he angrily went on. Shaking from fear from his big head to his skinny feet, Paul continues on, making sure that the thick, criss-crossing wires had openings big enough for him to safely step through.
"You're almost there Paul..." he whispers softly as he looked wearily at the remaining 5 feet of wiring.
His eye suddenly catches the timer above the doorway and his brown eyes widen considerably. "Fuck! 20 seconds!"
He hauls ass and leapt onto the safer side of the flooring just as the wires came together. He covers his eyes as the room behind him sparks with electricity and weakly crawls to the door, lifting his head and turning the handle.
"HELP ME!" he shouts loudly, his tears streaming from the unfairness of the situation. He fell to his knees, sobbing as he held onto the handle, "God Help me"
The door was locked...
Near Death by Domo
Gabriel carried Yaritza, exhausted by the time he just so happened to find an empty room with seemingly no traps in it. She was dead asleep and didn't wake when he set her down on the bed. On the table, he found a first aid kit with a note on it from Jigsaw.
'Here's your reward. Use it well for the Next task begins very soon'
Gabriel sighed and took out the alcohol pads and gauze, gently cleaning up the wound. He then reached into the kit and grabbed the medical tape, taking care of her wound. She winced when he touched it, but didn't wake up. He gave a smile, standing up and kissing her forehead, pulling the blankets over her shoulder. He truly cared about Yaritza.
"How soon though?" he asked aloud, directing the question more to himself more than anyone else not like anyone else was even there. He began to pace, thinking about what she had sacrificed for him. That is when he saw it: the Domo stuffed animal sitting up—being propped up by nothing—on the floor. "What the hell?" he said softly, walking over to it.
As he turns his back, a wire lowers from a pin-prick hole in the roof and fastens around Yaritza's ankle
"Mmm…Gabriel? What's going on?" Yaritza yawned, sitting up.
"Dude, look at this"
"Don't trust that" she sharply snaps
"But, its Domo" he pouted. "I have to, Domo is sweet and pure and all powerful. Not giving in to Domo is like committing a sin
"No Gabriel, don't you dare."
But it was too late; Gabriel had already picked the stuffed animal up. Yaritza felt something yank her up and she was painfully hoisted up into the air, hanging upside down. Two chainsaws were on either side of her neck, about 3 feet away on both sides. A loud screeching was heard, static, then Jigsaws voice.
"Hello Gabriel, Yaritza, didn't I say that your little test would begin soon? And look how cute Domo is, don't you just want to give him a hug Gabriel?" maniacal laughter sounded. "The only way to stop those chainsaws is to find the key to the keyhole on the wall and she's loose, but careful, you only have 60 seconds for this test. I'll give you a hint: the key is yellow…let the game begin"
Gabriel threw open the dresser drawers as the chainsaws revved up. His expression turned into horror as he saw the dozen or so keys.
"They're all yellow!" he screamed. He grabbed a handful of keys and tried them one after the other, all to no prevail.
"30 seconds Gabriel!" Yaritza gasped
"Two keys!" he took one and put it in. but it got stuck. Gabriel struggled with it and finally yanked it out when Yaritza screamed out the time.
"15 seconds!"
He put the final key in and turned it.
"One second!"
There was a click and the chainsaws stopped, one millimeter from her neck. Gabriel ran and caught her as she fell and panted.
"I told you not to touch it" she scolded
"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!" he cried, tears rolling down his cheeks as he sobbed like a child into her chest. "I'm so s-s-sorry!"
Yaritza held her sobbing friend as he shook, crying hard into her chest, soaking her t-shirt with his tears. She rubbed his back comfortingly; soon he quieted with a shudder, his ear flat against her chest, listening to her steady heartbeat.
"Yaritza?" he whispered, barely audible
"Yeah Gabriel?"
"I love you"
She smiled, holding him closer to her. "I love you too man…"
I'm going to kill you
Kehau limped beside Angel, who had her arm around his shoulder for support—with difficulty because she was a lot shorter than him-as they walked semi-quickly across the eerie hallway. They entered a room. It was completely empty, except for two doors, large first aid kit, and a tape recorder with a yellow sticky note on it and three tapes beside it. She took her arm back from around his neck and limped to the first aid kit. Upon opening it, she smiled wearily to see the large gauzes and medical tape. Kehau began to fix herself up as Angel went to the tape recorder and tapes.
"Kehau" he says her name softly, turning towards her
"Yeah?" she replied, finishing up the bandaging with her right leg.
"There's one for you, me, then both of us"
"Okay, play the one for you first"
"Fine" he popped it in without arguing.
"Hello Angel, I'm glad to see you two finally getting along. Well, to get to the point. Your task is close ahead and this one will be for you. Good luck and pop in Kehau's tape" Jigsaws voice stopped with a click.
"…um...okay…?" Kehau just stared at the recorder.
He popped his tape out and her tape in.
"Kehau, brace yourself for the next task. The decisions that Angel will have to make might crush you…" sinister chuckling sounded, and then a click sounded, ending the recording.
"I don't like the sound of that" she said nervously.
"What decisions?" he frowned, "And they better not be stupid" this received a faint smile from Kehau although he didn't bother to look.
"…well, there's one last tape…" she looked at it with as much suspicion that she could muster."Let's play it, I guess"
Angel nodded and popped it in.
"Okay guys. There are two doors. Do you see them?"
They both looked at each other, then at the door. Jigsaw continued
"Kehau, you enter through the one on the left, Angel, you go through the one on the right" they could tell that he was grinning. "Let the game begin"
Both teens stood up and went to the door where they were told to go. Kehau swallowed nervously and looked up at Angel with a smile.
"Good luck" they said in unison, nodding before they entered.
Kehau gasped in surprise as she fell about 20 feet down with a 'thud' to the ground. She moaned in pain and rubbed her butt. She looked up to see a large screen with a room on it. Angel was standing in the doorway, a look of distress on his face. The camera that was recording him zoomed in to the point where she could see his face clearly. Tears formed in his eyes and the camera zoomed out to show Kris, Kent...? his family, and her family all hanging by hooks from the roof.
"NOOOOOOOOO!" they screamed at the same time.
"Angel, your task is simple" jigsaws voice sounded, "All you-"
"YOU FUCKING BASTARD, YOU WILL PAY FOR THIS, I'M GOING TO GET YOU FOR THIS, MARK MY GODDAMN WORDS, I WILL FUCKING GET YOU!" Angel shouted in anger.
"Anger, anger" Jigsaw 'Tsk, tsk-ed' him. "You have to find a button. That's all you have to do to stop Kehau from being crushed to death, and to stop Arianna from being stabbed to death-"
"LET ARIANNA GO YOU FREAK!" he shouted, tears streaming down his face, his eyeliner running down his face. "I'M GOING TO KILL YOU; I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!"
A scream of agony filled the room through an intercom. "Every time you have an outburst, your girly little friend will be stabbed, and the walls will close in on Kehau 3 feet more"
Angel tried to calm himself as he heard these words but the anger inside of him boiled. "Where is the switch?" he growled, trying to control his anger, his fists clenched tightly.
"That's better…The switch is in one of these bodies…that are all filled with razor blades by the way—all very sharp, and some nice acid... You have to cut the bodies open with the scalpel of the table in front of you. Let the game begin, and remember…temper…" there was only silence—which included Kehau's silent sobbing.
Angel's hand shook as he lifted the scalpel. He cut open the stomach of one of the bodies, slightly heaving, feeling sick to his stomach at the bloody mass within; he nearly vomited but held it in, heaving lightly as he held onto one of the bodies for support and nearly vomiting again as he realized what he was holding on to. Heaving, he reached in a thin hand and was instantly cut by a razor blade, his hand burning as if it were on fire.
"FUCK!"
There was another scream, from both Arianna and Kehau.
'Damn it all' he cursed in his head, digging through the razor blades. Nothing was in this body, so he moved on.
Six bodies later, he got to Kris's body. Angel bit his lip and tears swelled up into his eyes as he made a neat cut into his best friend. He reached in and found no razor blades, instead, there was a cold steel. He pulled it out and pressed the button. A staircase was revealed in Kehau's room and she stumbled up. A wall rotated and Arianna sat in a chair, a few stab wounds on her body. Angel fell to his knees, sobbing for what he did to his best friend and each of his family members. Kehau untied Arianna, patching her wounds up with the extra gauzes and medical tape in her back pocket. Then, both girls went to Angel's side, trying their best to comfort him. Arianna finally quieted him down while Kehau kept her eyes off of the hanging bodies, patting his back. She kneels beside him and takes his hand gently in hers, feeling him wince. She takes out a small roll of medical tape and thick gauze and ointment and wraps his hand tenderly.
"Let's get out of here" Arianna said softly. "C'mon, help me"
Kehau nodded and helped Arianna pick Angel up. The three of them went out through the door in the back of the room.
Goodbye
Edwardo walked with Adriana through the halls. As he talked, Adriana paid no attention to any word that he said she was focusing on something much more important. She was thinking about what her master, Jigsaw had told her to do…
Hours ago…
"Adriana, you are one of the most trusted people in your group right?" Jigsaw asked with an evil grin on its puppet face.
"Right" she nodded, her legs crossed at the knee as she sat down in the wooden chair, drinking the Coke from the red can that was placed in front of her.
"Then you can trick them into following you so that they can play this game…you know that they need it, don't you?"
"Yes" she agreed, nodding. "None of them appreciate their blessings like they should…I think that they deserve this…"
"Very well, you do know that some may die, right?"
"I do"
"Maybe even by your own hand?"
"I do"
Edwardo continued to talk about lord knows what when Adriana finally snapped back into reality. 'He's almost there' she thought, watching the ground beside him. 'Here!' she grabbed his hand.
"So Edwardo…"
"Yeah, what's up Adriana?"
"I'm sorry" she said
"What a—!"
Adriana pressed her lips to his and for a few moments, she passionately kissed him. When she broke the kiss, her face was grim.
"You don't have to be sorry for that…" he blushed.
"Yes I do" she pushed him back and he fell into a coffin filled with spikes. She closed the spike-covered lid on him and there was a muffled cry of agony, then silence. Around the base of the coffin, blood pooled. Her lips curved into a sadistic smile.
I can't go on without you
Hayden panted, his wounds streaming with blood. He coughed out blood and groaned. Victoria looked at the blonde boy, concerned for his health. He just looked ahead, limping alongside her as they continued own a long, dark hallway.
"Hayden…are you okay?" she asked gently
"Yeah, I'm fine" he replied gruffly, not even so much as glancing at her.
It was a few minutes before Hayden coughed more. Only this time, there was blood mixed in. he sat against a wall, steadying himself. It was then, for the first time that day, that Hayden made eye contact with Victoria. She gasped from the suddenness, but was captured in his gaze.
"Victoria…" he said in his strongest voice.
"Yeah Hayden?"
"I…if I am not able to go on…I want you to leave me."
"NO!"
"If I am too weak, I don't want to drag you down in this stupid game, you are to do as I say and go on without me."
"I-I can't!" she argued
"And why not?" he shouted, his gaze intensifying. "What do I mean to anybody anyway? What does it matter that I'm left in this godforsaken place to die anyway? If you can answer me that…then go ahead"
"I can't go on without you!" her voice was pleading with him.
"Why?" he demanded
"B-because I, I love you!" she whispered. "I don't want to go on without you…I can't, don't you see that?"
This put Hayden into silence for a few moments. Then he smiled
"Okay…let's get out of here together then, V"
"It's a deal then?"
"Yeah" he smiled, "it's a deal"
Only on One condition
In all rooms, the intercom device went off, but it wasn't Jigsaws voice, it was Adriana's. Everyone froze as she spoke in an icy tone.
"Hello everyone…this is your ticket out…in order to leave this place, all you have to do…is kill me!" she laughed loudly, evilly. It was a sound that sent shivers up and down their spines.
Then there was static.
Hayden and Victoria exchanged looks of nervousness.
Gabriel and Yaritza swallowed hard.
Angel and Arianna both looked at Kehau.
"So what are you going to do, Kehau?" demanded Angel
"I don't know!" she snapped, "I don't know what to do!"
She suddenly jumps in horror as loud banging was heard on one of the several doors to their left. Screaming could be heard from behind the door and she knew that it was another guy. Arianna takes Angel's full weight—he was heavier than he looked—as Kehau walks to the door cautiously. Soft sobs could be heard from behind the door as well as a soft,
"Please help me…"
"… Hello?" she says, turning the knob. Locked.
"Hello?" he bangs on the door, "Oh my god, thank you for coming! Please help me out of here!"
"The door is locked" she replies.
"Is there anything in there to help you break the door down?" he asks frantically, weakly. Kehau considered his question and looks around.
"Well… not really… these hinges look really weak… Maybe we can break it down?"
"I don't think I can move another step" his voice cracks and he softly sighs, "Who are you?" he finally asks her.
"…You'll see soon enough" she backs away from the door and stands up, "Clear the doorway!"
Arianna's eyes widen, "You're not going to do what I think you're going to do, right? Your shoulder is all cut up!"
Paul leapt out of the way as she ran and uses her shoulder as a battering ram. Pain washes over her and spots dance in front of her eyes. She backs up and does it again. A creaking groan is heard from the door. Again and the door breaks open. Kehau groans and sat on her knees, looking into the room with wide eyes at Paul, who looks at her with wide eyes
Escape to Freedom
Hayden limped beside Victoria quickly only to bump into Yaritza and Gabriel. Yaritza squealed with joy and ran to Victoria, hugging her tightly, as did Gabriel.
"Victoria, that was Adriana, did you hear her?" Yaritza panicked. "I don't know how we're supposed to kill her" her lip quivered and she looked close to tears.
Gabriel hugged her and tried to stop Yaritza from breaking down into tears. She turned and hugged him.
"How about we try to find out who else is here?" Hayden suggested with a wince of pain. Victoria nodded and the four began to walk down the dreary halls.
Kehau walked behind Angel and Arianna, silently supporting a weakened Paul. Then, there was a tap on her shoulder and she screamed. Everyone spun around to see Adriana, an evil devilish smirk on her face. She grabbed a knife and held it to Kehau's throat, sending Paul stumbling to support his own weight.
"I'm going to kill you just like I killed that idiot-ass Edwardo…the fool actually loved me…and I helped kill your family, Angel's family, Kris, and Kent, all were Jackasses who deserved to die like they did!"
Hayden, Victoria, Gabriel, and Yaritza snuck up behind Adriana. Arianna threw the knife over Adriana's head and Hayden grabbed it, shoving it into Adriana's throat. Adriana's eyes went wide and she spun around to get the knife in her neck. Kehau was torn from Adriana's grip by Arianna. Arianna held her as Kehau and her friends watched Adriana lay in the puddle of warm, dark red, blood.
A light flashed on and a steel door with a bright red 'EXIT' sign was in the back corner. With a quick nod, they all rushed out.
The memorial service
The nine of them all gathered around the coffins of loved ones, friends, and the imposter Adriana. An autopsy revealed that the girl was kidnapped and forced to pretend to be Adriana-or her family would be murdered-while the real one continued to work for Jigsaw. That 'Kent' wasn't the real deal, and that Regina was nowhere in the building to be found. They gathered around after the service in the parking lot.
"So, I guess we finish up high school then…" shrugged Yaritza.
"But it won't be the same without Kris" Arianna pointed out
"Or Adriana…" added Gabriel
"Or Edwardo" added Victoria
"Or Kris" sighed Angel
"Or Leprechaun—I mean, Juan…I guess" Kehau said
"Or Regina" Gabriel remembered
They sat in silence until Kehau cleared her throat. "So Angel, Gabriel, this is the summer before your guys' last year of high school, what do you have planned?"
Both juniors grinned and looked at each other, then looked back at her. "Oh you'll see…you'll all see"
"That's kind of creepy" commented Hayden, but he was grinning as well.
"What's with the grin?" Yaritza demanded
"Yeah, spill" added Victoria.
"Oh, no, I don't want to ruin the surprise that the three of us have planned, isn't that right, Angel, Gabriel?"
"Yep" they nodded.
The girls looked at them suspiciously.
"Well, just as long as we don't have to go through another summer like this again" Kehau smiled at them. "Hopefully" she added
"Yeah, let's just enjoy the rest of our summer" Arianna agreed, lifting her glass. "To us, our friends, and Angel's and Kehau's family"
"Yeah" they all raised their glasses to her toast and drank up.