Chapter One: Game On, Doctor...
Hoffman Rises To His Knees And Yells; "What The Fuck Do You Think Your Doing?! Huh?!" As Doctor Lawrence Gordon Was Exiting The Dusty, Rotten Bathroom. He Looked at His Cuffed Skeleton Foot, Then at Hoffman. He Then Shut Off The Lights, Leaving The Bathroom To Total Darkness Once again.
"No!" Hoffman Yelled. "You Can't Fucking Do This To Me! Fuck You! NO!" He Continued. "Game Over." Dr. Gordon Said as He Slides The Door Shut. "NOOOOO!" Hoffman Exclaimed. He Was Then Left in Complete Darkness.
Hoffman Tried Pulling on The Chain Furiously. He Then Stopped and Muttered; "Fuck This Shit." He Then Started Feeling Through-out The Floor, Trying To Feel Something He Could Use. He Felt a Flashlight That Once Belonged To Eric Matthews When He Was Trapped. Surprisingly, The Batteries Still Worked. He Turned It On and Looked Around The Room. He Then Sees a Toilet Lid Almost Covered in Blood. The Lid Was Used By Eric To Escape His Chains, and By Adam When He Smashed Zepp's Face In. But Hoffman Knew Better Than To Use a Painful Way Out.
He Then Looked in The Bathtub Drain and Saw a Burnt Out Blue Light. Hoffman Remembered It Was The Key To Adam's Shackle. His Fingers Wouldn't Fit Through The Hole. He Then Looked at Zepp Hindles Corpse and Ripped a Few Pieces. His Arm And The Index Finger Only.
He Then Put it In The Drain In Attempt To Fish The Key Out. It Was a Success. Hoffman Grabbed The Key and Inserted it Into The Lock and Turned it. Unlocking The Shackle. Hoffman Took it Off His Leg and Stood Up.
"Game On, Doctor Gordon, Game...Fucking..On." He Said.
Saw VIII
A New Shed of Blood
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