ok I love Saw and seen all three, but I've only seen Silance of the lambs and Red Dragon, so Hannible's character might be sloppy.
Characters:
Hannible Lecter: Nicknamed Hannible the cannible because he ate his victims, he's insane but he's a guinius, he is sudistic and polite
John (don't know last name): known as Jigsaw because his failed subjects have a peice of there skin cut out, he is a dieing old man who has cancer, as weak as he seems, he's a diobolical guinius that sets up "games" and "tests" for his subjects to complete, and I do mean complete, he does not like death, but he does accept it, he wants his subjects to succed to learn a lesson, to be greatful for your blessings, and to love life, and he's insane
SAW vs. Hannibal: battle of wits
Another body this does not look good the inspector looked around the room chains suspended the guy's head on a plate. He checked the body and sees a cut out of a puzzle piece in his skin: another Jigsaw victim great, do not pack up yet guys we will be a while. He sighs as they take pictures he looks around and a new guy plays the tape. Craig can see it all happen the man where restrained around the neck with slits big enough to fit an axe. He had a bruise on his arm then he plays a tape recorder he finds in his pocket the dark voice speaks. "Hello Erik from now you have taken your life for granted, living your life for women and lying to all around you. Well what is hidden under the flesh is what is ugly. You are being restrained and if you do not get it off in time the suspended blades will become your allotment regret, you have till three twelve o clock.
" Erik panicked his hands go to the metal on his neck. He tries to pull it down it does not budge; he pulls on the lock it doesn't break. He pats his pockets, he must have a key he finds a scalpel. His eyes widen does he want me to kill myself; what does he want me to cut?he breaths as he panics: think, think, where is the key? He looks at his left arm, he feels the bruise, and he feels the pain shoot through his arm. He cringes in pain "what is hidden under the flesh is what is ugly." he remembers what the voice says he looks at the clock 2:50 already did he spend that much time panicking. he takes the blade to his right hand and makes a shallow cut into his arm and screams in pain. "Darn too shallow" he takes the scalpel pressing it against his skin and he stops in pain. 2:55 he breaths and cuts into his arm deeper making a long cut across the bruise watching the blood come out. One more cut one more cut he takes the scalpel making another cut. Craig looks at the ground seeing the key "he got the key out but he dropped it, he almost made it sad fellow"
"sir you got a phone call" the new guy comes in with the cell
"ok" he takes the phone "hello?"
"is this Craig Mitchell, father of Adam Mitchell?"
"who wants to know?" he cringes at his late son's name.
"the FBI"
his hopes rises just being a PI sucks he wants to go into FBI
"why yes this is may I ask why are you calling"
"Jig Saw"
"do you have him" don't let your hopes up. He can hear his conscious say.
"no, but we need you, there has been deaths that resembles his acts, and we will like you to come here."
he sighs of course the Jig Saw master but he wanted a chance in the FBI: "ok when am I going"
"soon as possible we have sent a limo to your house already"
"I'll be right there, I'll bring my material I guess"
"we will love to see it" they hang up
"ok wrap this up I'm leaving"