Hi I said I wouldn't be updating for a little bit but I also said I wouldn't quit. So here it is and please enjoy.
The New Jigsaw/The Pentagon Trials
'Lanie- The Cutter/ Trial: Razorblade Romance'---------------
Lanie's POV
The last time Lanie woke up in a strange place she'd had a major hangover and was in jail. This time was very different though and she knew it. There was a chain connected to her neck and it trailed up to the ceiling where razorblades were welded. The chain and ceiling had razorblades and sharp metal welded to them. The room was triangular in shape and the walls were plain. The ceiling had a keypad on it which looked deactivated for now. Next to her foot, there was a cassette player and it had a tape in it. She picked it up wondering what it was for and why it was there when she turned it on by accident. She screamed with surprise as the message recorded on the tape started to play.
A slightly feminine voice said, "Lanie, you enjoy making your own blood flow and now it is time to do it again. In that time, you must find the numbers carved into your flesh by taking off each piece of sandpaper glued to the cuts. There are six numbers and thirteen sandpaper covered injuries. Careful though, sandpaper is hard to get off especially when it comes to living flesh. Afterwards, you have to climb the chain and get to the keypad at the top link to type in the code before the chain retracts, taking you with it, towards the razorblades welded to the ceiling. You have exactly two hours after this tape ends. See what love can do Lanie?"
The message ended and the keypad activated, the beeps of the countdown taking Lanie deeper into paranoia. She never was good at keeping her panic attacks under control. Lanie always had violent reactions to them. It's why her parents were dead. Maybe I'll join them... she thought sadistically. Before speaking aloud, "No, I will not give in. I can't…." her speech turning into a slight whisper as her emotions gained control. She began tearing at her clothes to get to the sandpaper underneath.
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Jigsaw's POV
The girl on the screen was tearing wildly at the rough paper. She had a bad feeling that the girl would die but maybe there was hope. She seemed like one who could earn the right to live but there was still the matter of would. Whether or not she could earn it was irrelevant. Whether or not she would would determine whether she lived or died. Logic has such a bite doesn't it?, she thought.
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Lanie's POV
There were seven pieces on her upper body and six pieces on her lower. She started with the latter, tearing off the rough bandages one by one. The blood started pooling around her and Lanie was getting a little light headed. The numbers for lower body were 5-7-5 but all the gashes had becomes tears from the hastiness of her removal of the coverings. She started on the upper coverings and more crimson rivulets poured their tears onto the floor they fell upon, at the same time forming red ravines around their origin. Lanie didn't feel anything, she was numb and cold. Her head was foggy and her eyes watery. But, she didn't pause, her parents death fueling her desperation and her emotions running rampant, she raged on.
Lanie didn't remember tearing off the last few bandages, like a dream of a dream she had forgotten. The numbers were 4-2-9 for the upper wounds and lanie thought of how they could possibly go together. She looked at the clock and saw with dim vision that she only had thirty minutes left. She went and started to climb the chain, the sharp points and jagged edges tearing their way into her hands and legs, opening further the already widened wounds of the sandpaper. The blood flowed down the chain like waterfalls and still Lanie climbed. She reached the keypad with five minutes to spare and started typing in combinations. Her vision was going darker for every second and her body was going limp. Lanie didn't realize she was falling and when she did, she failed to catch herself. She was numb and it was freezing. The time ran out and the chain retracted into the ceiling quicker than anyone would have been able to react to. But it was too late for Lanie to realize anything anymore, she was dead from blood loss before hitting the ground.
