Michael starts waking up to the sound of a buzzing lightbulb. He opens his eyes and notices the thing on his neck. Then he starts thinking "Oh crap, I knew I shouldn't have partied over at Christy's", then he hears a TV turning on.

Jigsaw: He..o M..ha..

Michael: What? Raggedy Andy, is that you?

Jigsaw: Hel.o Mi.ha.l

Michael: Huh?

Jigsaw: Damn cheap ass TV, the guy at the garage sale said it was practically new! Oh yeah, hello Michael. Throughout your entire life, you have made a living on spying on others. You would be what society calls a rat, a snitch, a stool pigeon, a tattle tale, a...

Michael: Okay! Okay! I get it!

Jigsaw: Sorry, I kind of get into it. Anyways, the device on you is my personal little death mask. Think of it like a venus flytrap...or a mousetrap...maybe even a beartrap. Well, its not something that you'd want to wear on Halloween. Watch the video tape and you'll see what happened to you only hours ago.

The TV then starts showing a scene from The Little Mermaid, Michael, now thinking," Damn you Christy".

Jigsaw: Crap! I thought I taped all of it over. Oh wait, here it goes. Look, that's you on my surgery table, getting surgery.

Michael (thinking): No shit, Sherlock.

Jigsaw: Allow me to show you what will happen to you when that mask closes shut.

Michael watches the tape and sees a mannequin wearing the mask and then hears a ding.

Jigsaw: Ooh, my hot pocket's ready!

Then Michael hears another ding, this time, the mask shuts on the mannequin.

Michael, now looking at x-rays of his head: Oh damn you Christy!

Jigsaw, while eating the hot pocket: You are, umm, going to have to, umm-um, get the key using the knife in front of you. Have fun...Man these are good!

Michael, now haiving enough of this, runs up to the TV to throw it down, then he hears ticking. He starts panicking realizing that he set off the trap. He picks up the knife and tries to put it up to his eye, but then stops. He keeps on trying while Jigsaw watches, eating his hotpocket. 30 seconds left. Michael then, stops for a second and then...

Michael: Wait, you put the key in my right eye? Dumbass!

Jigsaw, now having one of those WTF moments, watches as Michael pulls out his eye... his glass eye, and pulls out the key with 20 second left.

Michael: Haha. You don't get to kill me!

Jigsaw, showing Michael a remote from the TV: Think again, dumbass!

Jigsaw pushes the button, then the mask closes.

Michael: Ow...

Michael, thinking: ...damn Christy...