The next room was not nearly as brightly lit. For that matter, it seemed to be just a plain room, about the size of a small gymnasium. There was a door at the other end of it, directly across from their current location. The only thing that made this room look out of the ordinary was that one wall was not a wall, but rather some sort of large, metallic gate. Growling could be heard from behind it along with clawing against the metal. Whatever was behind the gate did not sound friendly.
"Well, what does this place look like?" Jeff asked, still not knowing that he wouldn't be blinded if he took a look around. When he heard his little partner explain this to him, he removed his hand, glaring in her direction. She could have told him this earlier instead of leaving him in the dark. He most certainly would kill her once they got through this. He, of course, would take his good sweet time killing off the demon that was Jane first though. It would leave this Jaina with the knowledge of what he was capable of. She would have something to look forward to.
Jane's voice rang out through the room, sounding rather irritated. "You survived."
The woman with Jeff looked up toward the ceiling, where the voice seemed to be emanating from, and laughed slightly. "Are you surprised? Do you honestly think Jeff would let you kill him that easily? I've known him for all of, what? Some hours?" She turned to look at Jeff, who merely nodded. He was surprised how calm she was in this situation. "Even I know that he wouldn't die that quickly. You really must be stupid, like he says. Of course, I'm using nice language. The way he speaks of you would put a pirate-not a sailor, a pirate-to shame."
"He'll be dead soon enough and you will be too," Jane replied, curtly. The metal wall slowly began to rise, likely controlled by Jane in some unseen location. Large animals, all of which could easily destroy a human, stalked out. Their eyes turned to the ones standing in the room. Their focus seemed to land on Jeff, ignoring Jaina completely. Jane was laughing again as the animals slowly made their way toward the killer. "Do you like my pets, Jeff? They like you, of that I am certain. They've been trained, you see. They'll kill anyone that smiles." Her laughter rang out again.
Jaina looked from the animals and back to Jeff. Well, this certainly was problematic. He couldn't do anything but smile. She slowly backed away from him and made her way slowly toward the other door, but she could not just leave this man to be eaten by the animals. Her humanity and compassion would not allow her to go on to the next test without him. There was also the fact that Jane had mentioned that Jeff would need her in order to survive the tests. It likely worked the other way as well. So, she ran forward, ran back to defend the killer from the animals. She smiled brightly at them, letting the smile meet her eyes. "Come on! Look at me!"
The animals were hungry and were trained that things which smiled were a food source. This new thing in front of them smiled so that made the thing a food source. Its smile was brighter than the other thing's smile, so that made it a better food source. But, this one started to run from them. These animals began chasing after their food source, ignoring the other one.
Jeff could not understand why this woman would want to defend him. She must know that he planned to kill her. Why would she risk herself to save the one that would kill her? He wasn't going to complain about it, though it did irk him that this woman had to help him in order to ensure that he could survive. He did not need help. Still, he would take advantage of her kindness and use it to his benefit. He came to stand at the next door, waiting for her to catch up. It certainly was annoying that he could not just let the animals kill her while he went on to the next room. He, unfortunately, had to keep her alive.
Jaina could make out that Jeff had made it to the door. It surprised her that he was willing to wait for her. She would have thought that he would just go on ahead without her. He growled at her to hurry up already, which only made her angry. She had saved him from the animals attacking him. Could he not at least be somewhat thankful? Then again, he was a mindless killing machine. She doubted that he was even capable of being grateful any longer. Her thoughts only proved to distract her from her current path. She tripped, falling hard to the ground not ten feet away from her freedom. Jaina tried to scramble back to her feet, but the animal-a bear-which had been leading the ravenous pack launched itself at her. Its teeth bit deeply into her ankle, breaking it in several places. She cried out in pain, fully expecting the bear to finish her off. There would be no escape from this. It seemed such an odd way to die, being eaten. She had fully expected Jeff to kill her.
It was, therefore, a surprise when he stepped forward. His knife came across the bear's nose, effectively making it release Jaina. The bear reared back, the paws swiping out to try and take down the one who had caused it pain. Jeff was able to dodge the attacks, though, as he pulled Jaina to her feet. He forced her through the next door, slamming it closed before the animals had the chance to bring any more harm to her or to attack him.
She leaned heavily against the door, keeping all weight off of her destroyed ankle. That injury would likely be a costly one. It would slow them down. She tried to make out Jeff in this new room, which was completely dark. Jaina reached out, trying to find him. If they were going to survive this thing, they needed to stay close. Their getting separated in the dark would not help. Her hand found his in the gloom, and she latched onto it. Even when he tried to pull away, she held on. Even when his knife came across her hand, not enough to do any serious damage, she did not let go.
Jeff glared in her direction, only able to make out her outline. "Let go of me," he ordered, trying to pull his hand away from her once again. She should not be touching him. He knew where she was in this room. If she honestly thought he'd let them get separated, she was mistaken. His heightened senses would not allow for such a thing. He needed her to survive, so he was not about to let her get away so easily. No, she was his now. He would keep her close just until he had the chance to kill her himself.
The room was suddenly illuminated with those insanely bright lights again. Jaina groaned in annoyance, her eyes not wanting to adjust to the light. They wanted to be closed, to guard against the damage these lights would cause, but she had no choice. Jeff was the one who would kill crazy Jane. He needed to be able to have his vision, so she would be the one to serve as his eyes. His hand was once again plastered over his face.
"Oh is it too bright for little Jeffry?" Jane's voice rang out through the room. She was truly starting to become annoyed. She had not thought that the woman would be willing to help the killer, nor had she thought the woman would survive. From her place of control, she pressed a button. Bleach and alcohol rained down upon the two, soaking them completely. A smile came to her face when she saw the killer stiffen. "Does this bring back memories, Jeff?" Jane questioned, knowing full well that they would hear her back in the newest test room. "The floor in front of you is rigged. Take the wrong path and you will burn. Good luck!"
Jaina looked at the tiles in front of them. They all looked exactly the same. It would be up to her, however to navigate them through this. Jeff was blind what with the bright lights, and it appeared that the combination of alcohol and bleach had some effect on him. He had stiffened up when they had been soaked in the stuff. His unwilling grip on her hand had become tight. She need not be a neurosurgeon to realize that this odd combination of liquids had caused him some sort of previous turmoil in his life, though she had no idea what. She knew nothing about him.
The door to the next room was directly in front of them. The logical thing would be to simply head forward, but that seemed to be too easy. It finally came to Jaina. This whole thing had to do with psychology. She would have to go against what Jane expected Jeff to do. She looked at Jeff, who seemed to be waiting for her to do something. "Jeff, are you right or left handed?"
"What?" he questioned, sounding confused and angered. "If you get me burned, I swear to whatever God may exist that I will-"
"Shut up," Jaina interrupted him. That earned her a painful tightening of his grip on her hand. She could feel bones cracking. She rolled her eyes. Did he need to solve everything with violence? The sound of a fire starting somewhere in the room made her snap out of her thoughts. "Answer me, damn it, or we will burn to death."
"Heh, I thought you didn't like profanity," he replied. "I'm right handed, but what does that have to do with anything? You're going to get us killed."
Jaina smiled in his direction, even though he couldn't see it. "We need to start off by going left. Forward and right will lead us to our deaths." She tried to take a step to the left, only for her destroyed ankle to go out on her. She would have fallen to the ground, had it not been for her reaching out to grab onto Jeff. She kept herself upright, leaning on him. "Well, this is going to be a problem."
Jeff sighed, pulling his hand away from his face. He tried to ignore the pain the light caused him as he pulled the woman into his arms, holding her bridal style. He glared down on her surprised face. "Cover my eyes, or do you want me blind?" The woman did as he said. It felt odd to have someone touch him like this, and what confused him further was that the feeling had nothing against it. He forced the confusing thoughts from his head. Now was not the time to focus on something like this. "You said I should go left?"
"Yeah," Jaina replied, still surprised by his actions. He turned them that way and took a step that direction. The tile sank down under their weight, but nothing happened. So far so good, Jaina reasoned. Now she just had to figure out the maze that would take them to the door.
Everything was going fine until they were standing just before the door. There was a choice of three tiles they could take, but Jaina did not know which to pick. The middle would likely be a trap, but Jane might have thought Jeff would think it so and make it safe. The same could be said for any of the other tiles. Analyzing all of the other tiles had left her with a headache and this last step was making Jaina want to rip her hair out.
"Well, what way now?" Jeff demanded. He was quite surprised with how things were going. He had not expected this woman in his arms to be so smart. They had the chance to survive, though he could sense that the fire which had started some time ago was growing stronger behind them. They needed to get out of this room before they burned to death.
"Forward to the right," Jaina replied, sounding unsure. He moved as she asked. As the tile shifted downward, the sound of gas met their ears. Jeff managed to step forward quickly and push them up against the door. He demanded in a voice which held worry to get the door open. She managed to do so, and he managed to force them through it before the flames rained down on them.
This new room was dimly lit, and she told him so. He immediately dropped her and glowered down on her. He knelt down, grabbing her by the throat. The feeling said to kill someone; it wanted its daily allowance of blood. "You nearly got us killed," he snarled, grip tightening around her neck. It would be so easy to kill her. She was so deliciously weak. He forced himself to resist the urge to kill her. The feeling would have to wait for its blood until they got to Jane. He released his grip and stood up, pulling her to her feet as well. "I hope you're ready for our next game."
"Of course," Jaina replied hoarsely, leaning against him as she was unable to stand on her own. She looked up to the ceiling, waiting on Jane to say something. The woman looked at Jeff when no comment came from the demon that called herself Jane. "Maybe she finally gave up?"
Jeff laughed, his eyes scanning the room. Oh, he remembered this little scene. It looked just like the room he had last fought Jane in. This was hilarious to him. He would get to kill the bitch twice in the same location? She wasn't in the room, though. The only difference now from then was that there were three bodies hanging from the ceiling. He had not paid them much attention, until he heard Jaina reading from a note she had found.
"Enjoy the family reunion, Jeff. I enjoyed digging up their bodies. Inside one of these bodies you will find the key to the next room. Searching through the wrong body will cause it to combust-a little something you should avoid, Jeffy," she read.
The bodies were the rotting corpses of Jeff's family.