Ben looked at the buttons and then looked up at the people. Thoughts were racing through his head. He wanted to watch them suffer. Probably just the woman, because he didn't care about the man. Ben looked at the buttons once more, he wanted to see them suffer. "Please help us!" Jennifer yelled. Ben smiled. He was feeling slightly erotic in the situation. "Oh why should I help you two? I don't even know you." Ben said. Jennifer started to cry, tears ran down her face. She knew the situation was hopeless and she would have to give up. "P…P…Please." Jennifer said. "Sir please." Neil said. "SHUT UP!" Ben yelled. His mind was spinning. He looked at both people's faces. The girl had blue sparkles running down her face. He then looked at the man, praying to himself. Bens face was filled with agony. He put his hand over one of the buttons. Ben pressed it down. A painful searing electrical current surged through him. He took his hand back. Jennifer looked up and noticed a scissor. Ben pressed the button again and screamed as the pain filled through him. "Oh thank god." Jennifer said. The scissor cut the rope that was around Jennifer. She fell of and landed on a metal panel that went over the spike pit. Ben took his hand back in pain. Neil was still hung up. Ben had 10 seconds left. "Sir please." Neil said. Ben looked at the clock. He looked at Jennifer in pain on the floor. He smiled and stopped to look at her. "HURRY UP!" Jennifer yelled. Ben pushed the other button and held it down. "AGHHHHHHHHH!" He yelled. Neil landed down on the metal platform. Ben took his hand off and held it. It was bright red, Ben felt like he put it in a volcano. Neil suddenly jumped off the Metal panel as the timer hit zero. The glass panel slid over. "WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT!" Jennifer yelled. Rage filled through her. She wanted to kill Ben so badly. "He was going to let us die!" Jennifer yelled. Ben didn't say anything but had a small smile creep upon his face. "Its ok, we need to get out of here. My name is Neil who are all of you?" Neil asked. "Ben." Ben said. "Jennifer." Jennifer said. They were all silent for a minute. They then continued to walk to the next room.
Marco sat down in a chair watching everyone in the game. As a child Marco had learned to be independent. His father had abused him and was often out drinking for nights. He had beaten Marco many times. Marcos mother had died when he was 4. Marco had a job as a owner of many restaurants in the city he lived in. A few years ago, there was a man who was trying to take away houses from a whole bunch of poverty stricken people. Marco had killed the man so he couldn't do what was wrong to our world. He snapped out of his daydream. Hoffman sat down in a chair in the factory.
(Flashback)
"This morning, a local police officer Mark Hoffman has gone missing. The police found him a year ago with his cheek ripped off from a Jigsaw trap. Authorities had eventually traced the murders back to him, using evidence from the murder scenes. If you see this man, please call 911." The newswoman said.
(End flashback)
Hoffman felt over the brown, old bandages on his face. He looked at his hands stained in Jill's blood. Hoffman had planned on this game since he went into hiding. He wanted to be in charge of John's legacy. Hoffman picked up a trap picture he had worked on. He started to draw and modify it, for the end of the game.
"So, what kind of stuff have you done?" Jessica asked Neil. "I…I don't know. My life was pretty much perfect, except for one thing. My, My 23 year old son was killed by this psychopath." Neil said. A tear ran down his skin. "Its ok, I know what you mean. I reported one of this guys murders." Jennifer said. Neil and the rest turned a corner. Why would he be here? He had never done anything after his son died. Neil was confused. Ben was in front of both of them saying nothing. "You?" Jessica asked. Ben turned around. "What." Ben said. "What have you done to be in this…Place." Jessica said. "I don't want to talk about it." Ben said. He opened a door with a question mark on it. Inside, was Bens mother.
