Sorry This Took Forever, But here's Chapter 4

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3 Months Later...

Nick Started Worked Working at The ZPD Again. He Worked on Certain Cases, Some That Didn't Involve Jigsaw. Judy Thought It Would Bring Back Bad Memories For Him. Especially After The Jigsaw Investigation She's Been To. It Involved A Russian Bull, Who Was In Fact a Drug Dealer, Found Dead In a Contraption That Ripped His Rib Cage Completely out of His Body.

Nick's Cousins; Adam, and Peter Came To Visit And Look After Him. They Heard about what happened, which was actually the reason why they came.

Nick Was at His Apartment, Eating Pizza and Watching TV. The News Were Saying more Jigsaw Activities Were Still Taking Place. So He Was Watching a Sitcom, To Try and Lift His Spirits.

He Heard His Home Phone Ringing. He Got Up and Answered it. "Hello?" He Asked. "Hello." The Voice on The Phone Said. The Voice Sounded Familiar. "Did You Get The Wrong Number?" Nick Questioned. "No. I Have The Right One,...Nicholas." Nick Now Noticed The Caller Knew His Name. "Who Are You?" Nick Asked with Serious Concern In His Voice.

"My Name Is Unimportant, Besides, Your Game Was Just Beginning." The Voice Said. Nick's Eyes Widened. It Was Him. The Jigsaw Guy. "Wh-wh-w-what do Y-you Want?" Nick Asked With Fear.

"I Want To Know If You Have What It Takes To Survive." The Caller Answered. "Before You Started Working For the Force, You Were a Liar, a Con artist, thinking you'd Have The Upper Advantage."

'Christ, Am I On His Damn Hit List? How Does he Know All of This?' Nick Was Asking In His Mind. "Remember This, Nick; Your Game...Is Far From Over." The Caller Stated a Few Seconds Before He Hung Up. Nick Started at The Phone in Silence, Until Someone Walked In His Apartment.

It Was Peter. "Hey, Nicky. Is Anything Wrong?" He Asked. Nick Put The Phone Back where he Found It. "Uh, Uh, Nope. Nothing's Wrong." Nick Lied. Peter Bought It. "Oookay." He Replied as He Sat Down And Started Watching what Nick Was Watching.

Nick Knew Jigsaw Still Had Plans For Him, And He Will Not Like What They Are.

That, He Knew.

(Finnicks Place)

(7:42 P.M)

Finnick Was Sitting on His Recliner in His RV, Watching The News Report on Nick's Incident. Suddenly, He Heard a Knock on the Door. He Got Up, Went To The Door and Opened It. No one Was Out, Finnick shrugged it off, He Closed The Door Then Sat Back Down, Watching The News.

His Door Was Getting Knocked On Again.

Finnick Then Quickly Opened the Door Lightning Fast. No One Was Out There. He Then Grabbed a Flashlight and a Baseball Bat, Then Exit His RV, Then Exited His RV. Once He Stepped Outside, He Heard Rustling.

"Hey! I Can Hear You!" Finicky Yelled. He Shined His Light Through The Trees and Bushes. He Then Heard Laughing Behind Him. He Turned Around To See a Doll Sitting in a Foldable Chair It Was The Same Doll Nick Has Seen. "What The?" He Said Confused. He Walked Over To It, Then Started Hitting The Doll With His Bat till it Stopped Laughing.

The Door To His RV Closed. Finnick Ran To It, Then Opened The Door. Everything Was Dark. "Who's In Here? Show Yourself!" He Yelled. He Pointed His Light to where his Closest Is, But He Didn't See His Closet.

What He Saw Was a Tall Figure, With a Black Cloak and a Black Ski Mask. Finnick Didn't Know what to Do. He slowly walked towards the figure. Before Finnick Could say anything, the Figure Tackled him and Injected him with a Sedative.

His Vision Was Blurry, after a Few Seconds, Slumber overwhelmed Him.

He was Unconscious

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Chapter V coming Soon!