yeah, i like the whole horror thing. people dieing and stuff. saw was awesome in that category, so im making my own little traps. Hope you like. (I dont like picking out names so none of my victims will have one.)
All he could see was black. "Hello?" A bright light turns on above him, making him wince. The rest of the room is kept dark. A television turns on before him. A white puppet with black hair, red spirals on its cheeks, and a menacing look.
"Hello," it said. "Your entire life you have put yourself over others, humiliating others and have put them in difficult situations. So I think the same should happen to you." Based on the background it was in the same room, maybe even the same chair he was sitting in. "I have injected you with a poison that will begin to kill . The antidote is in this room." Another light turns on in the room. Over an antidote on a small counter. A string was attached to the counter. "Quite simple. Except for one factor. There are two others in the room with the same problem." More lights alluminating the others. "But they have a different poison which aquires a different poison." More lights, showing two different antidotes, on a counter on the other side of the room with a string attached to the end as well. "once you chose an antidote, the other or others will smash on the ground. Live or die... your choice." The television flickers off while the rest of lights turn on.
He stands up and looks around the room thinking rapidly. In the back of the room is a clock pointing at exactly 12 o' clock. He turns to the poisons, obviously to far away from each other for one man to grab them both. Wait, he thinks. One man can't get them both, but we've got three in here. He runs to the other hostages who are trying to speak, finding it hard with gags on. He looks behind them.They are handcuffed to pipes behind them. "Shit!" No way to get them out without a key... or a saw. Looks around again. No luck. "What the hell." He walks to the counter with his antidote on it (it has his name on the antidote) and takes it. The other two shatter on the ground, the liquid flowing down the floor to a drain. He drinks it.
The door to the room opens and in comes the puppet on a tricycle. Its says, "For years you've put yourself first. Becuse of this you've caused three people their deaths. What i said was your antidote was actually a poison. You were never poisoned. But the others were. So now i guess you better pray. YOU LOST." It left the room, he hears the door lock, and the lights turn off, perminantly.
I'm sorry it seems short. I didnt feel like writing much, but I will add more stories.