The Bathroom Aftermath
After Dr. Gordon shut the bathroom door for Hoffman to fend himself, Hoffman kept on screaming at
him. It was all black. Dead bodies surrounding him and with the disgusting smell of them. Hoffman coughed numerous times and tried not to breath too often. Hoffman didn't see anything and turned around and kept pulling the chain for it to break, but it was no use.
Hoffman was still screaming with no one to hear him but himself. Mark felt the chain and started to pull it forth and back with hope it would break. There was no hope for him left. But Mark didn't give up and still tried to see through the darkness in the cold, stinking bathroom.
After awhile, your eyes start to fit into the dark so you can see more in it. Mark tried to stand up but slipped on something on the bathroom so he fell on his back with a hurtful sound. Hoffman coughed again and tried not to puke. He sat up again and leaned to something that was hard for him to lean on. Probably the bathtub behind him.
Mark knew who Dr. Gordon was, but not that he was helping John with some of his games. Hoffman was now scared. Alone and helpless. This was worse then ever. Even after he lost his beloved sister. He haven't felt this alone after her death.
Mark tried to stand up again and stood there for a while. He got on his knees and laid on his stomach and tried to stretch his arm as long as he possible could. He didn't feel anything until he felt something hard. He touched it a little soft and moved up, only to discover it was a hand he was touching. Mark instantly pulled his hand back as he took a deep breath and coughed again. Mark passed out in the bathroom floor. A few hours later he came to his senses again and opened his eyes, but this time the bathroom was all bright but he was still chained up. His eyes haven't seen light for a few days and he adjusted his eyes to see the light and he saw a man standing in front of him. Mark tried to look at him, but it was all blurry.
Mark's eyes saw the man and it was John. John Kramer AKA Jigsaw "You.." Mark said with a weak voice as his eyes were half open and John looked at him and shook his head. "Did you not think I would return, Mark? Only a man fulled with vengeance and hate can end up in a place like this.." John said and smiled a tiny bit at him. "You did this...you son of a.." Mark coughed a bit again as John shook his head. "I warned you about personal feelings, Mark." John said as he looked around the bathroom as Mark shook his head. "No...No.." He said and looked up at him as John spoke again. "Your victory over your vengeance has cost you everything that I had taught you. I helped you seek the right way for true justice and you threw it all away for vengeance." John said and turned around.
"No! No..." Mark got up on his knees. "You didn't help me...you.." Mark stopped there as he coughed again, but John kept looking at him. "You've brought this on yourself, Mark...now you have to live with it. Live for nothing but vengeance..." John said as he grinned at him but Mark just shouted at him. "Noooo! No.." Mark shouted at him as John spoke again. "You made your choice, now live with it!" John said as he started to fade away from Mark's eyes. Mark then shouted even louder. "NOOOO!"
John disappeared and Mark woke up in the bathroom again. It was all in his dreams and mind. Mark got on his knees and started to drag himself back and leaned against the bathtub as Mark was taking heavy breaths.
For the first time in a long time, Mark was now scared, alone and helpless in the dark bathroom.