Ok guys, I know that this story was meant to be in my poll, along with 'My Clam', but I decided that I wanted to start this story first. It's not gonna be a main story, yet not a side story either. More like a middle story. Anyways, for those of you who don't know the Saw series, that's ok, because it's a mystery. For those of you who DO know the Saw series, you will regognize this a lot, only there will be some twists in it, and its South Park. Please review and let me know what you think of this first chapter.
When We Sin
Chapter 1"Oh no…Ahhh!" a young boy screamed as he awoke and quickly sat up. "It…it wasn't a bad dream, mom and dad. It wasn't! I'm ok." The child was curious when he realized it was completely dark, and he couldn't feel the mattress of his own bed. "Am I…in the basement?" He started to move his arms, feeling around the hard floor. "Wh…what did I do?"
The child finally stood and moved around, trying to find the light switch. But he couldn't find it in the familiar direction of his basement. "Hello? Mom? Dad?" There was no reply, so the boy moved around some more, putting his hands on the wall when he finally found a switch, and flicked it up.
The area was finally visible, but the child was not familiar with where he was, for it was not his basement, not even his own house. The kid was younger than a preteen and had spiky blond hair and blue eyes. He was wearing a blue-green jacket and dark green pants. He stood still, looking around the room, which seemed to be a giant bathroom. There were pipes everywhere, a toilet seat, and the room stunk more than ten bathrooms put together.
The boy was very confused, and suddenly heard a soft grown. He gasped as he turned to see a figure on the other side of the room. The figure, which was overweight and had a red jacket, brown pants, a sky blew hat over his brown hair, and brown eyes, jumped up and gasped. "What…what's going on?"
"Eric!" the blond-haired kid exclaimed as he ran toward the other child, who seemed to be the same age.
The other boy turned around and stared fearfully. "Butters? Dude, what's going on? Where are we?"
"I..I don't know. I just woke up having a bad dream, and here I was!"
"What do you mean you just woke up? How did you get here?"
"I..I don't know. I went to bed…and now…I'm not even in home anymore."
Eric looked down at his watch for the time. "It's 6:00 am." The boy looked around and the mysterious place. "Where are we?"
Butters looked around some more also. "I don't know, but if I don't get home in time for school…I'm gonna be grounded for sure."
Eric turned around then to see a gate in front of him, and ran over to it. As he grabbed onto the bars, he looked ahead to see what it was like outside the room. It looked like a dark hall, and nobody was around. "Hello! Anybody there?" The boy deeply sighed as he shook the gate and tried to find a way to open it, but there was nothing. It wouldn't even budge.
Eric jumped back. "There's gotta be a way out. I don't like this one bit."
"I wonder if we were kidnapped," Butters let out softly. "Do..Do you think they're gonna kills us?"
Eric slowly turned around to face the boy curiously. "Nobody is gonna get killed, Butters, alright? We're gonna get out of here. We have to get out of here. Now hurry, go around and help me find a key or something to open the gate!"
As Eric started the search, Butters quickie turned around to search also, when he tripped over something, and fell forward on the ground. "Owe." He shut his eyes tightly when he felt a small pain come from his thigh.
"I can't find anything," Eric let out. "There's no way out!"
Butters didn't say anything to him as he curiously reached into his pocket to pull something out.
"Butters?" Eric turned to see that the boy was holding something in his hand. "Butters, what is that?" He quickly ran over, curious to see what was in Butters' hand.
"It's a tape?" he answered, still sitting on the floor. "It says…it says 'play me'."
"What? Why would there be a tape in your pocket?"
"I…I don't know. I just found it."
"Well play it!"
"I can't, I don't have a tape-player."
Eric looked around, and noticed there was a small tape player on the ground in front of Butters. "There it is! Dude, hurry up and play it! Maybe it will say where we are!"
Butters quickly grabbed the player, put the tiny tape inside, and pressed the play button, waiting to hear what it said.
"Hello Butters," a deep voice muffled on the tape, "You're probably wondering where you are. Well, I will tell you that you are in here for a purpose. Everyday you go as an innocent child, and play with others. These others are your so-called friends. They probably do what you may or may not think is wrong. And you follow them and do as they do to fit in so you can be strong and happy. So its you to decide to be the person you know you should be, and get yourself out of here."
Butters blinked many times after the tape ended. "I…I don't understand."
Eric looked to the ground and back at Butters. "You're here for a purpose it said. Then…then what am I here for?"
"Do..Do you think you have a tape, too, Eric?"
The over-weight child quickly went through his pockets, and finally found a small object. He pulled it out to reveal a small tape, also, saying 'play me'. He quickly snatched the player out of Butters' hands and opened it up to take the first tape out, and to put the second one in. He anxiously pressed play, and waited.
"Eric Cartman," the same deep voice started, "this is your morning message. For as long as you lived, you have been treated like a human being by the ones you love, but have treated them back like dirt. You have never been good. Well here's your chance to prove yourself. You are to listen to Butters, and cooperate with him. The room you are in is completely locked, and you can only work together to get yourselves out. It's hard for you to listen to others, and your own mother spoils you. You don't listen to her authority, you only listen to yourself. Now how much will you listen to make sure your guardian is safe? The choice is yours. Let the game begin."
Before Eric pressed the stop button, he suddenly heard one more thing come out of the tape.
"You know what you have to do…"
"Are you frickin seriously! There is no way out!"
"Oh hamburgers! What are we gonna do!"
"It's like we're being punished!"
"Did we do something wrong? Is that why we're being tortured?"
Eric suddenly remained still and looked to the ground. "We're being tortured….for…what our lives are like. Wait a minuet." The boy looked back up at Butters. "I think…I think I know who's up to this!"
"Who Eric?"
"Well…well I don't know WHO it is. I just heard of him. Because it's happened before to others."
Butters was silent for a few seconds as he innocently kicked his shoe back and forth. "Tell me Eric."
Eric closed his eyes dramatically and sighed. "Ok. I'll tell you everything."