The player is now in position. The game is ready to begin. Enjoy.
Chapter 4
He snapped open his eyes and was blinded by the single lamp hanging from the ceiling above him. The only light in the small room except for that which was seeping in through the gap between the floor and the door at the other end of the room. Callum sat up and leaned against the wall behind him. He notices he had a metal object strapped around his waist but he couldn't quite make out what it was in the low light. The square room was empty with the exception of a camera in the corner near the ceiling and Callum himself. There was, however, a small micro cassette to Callum's left on the ground.
"What the fuck is this?" He said in anger and confusion.
He spotted the micro cassette on the ground next to him and picked it up. It was cold to the touch.
"Oh, shit. This is him." Callum now knew where he was and why. He pressed play on the micro cassette and the voice of Jigsaw spoke.
"Hello, Callum. No doubt you know why you're here and who I am. I wanna play a game. It seems that for a long time now you have been prejudice towards people with disabilities, physical or othwerwise. I thought you were just an unkind person until I researched you during the making of this game, and what I found out was appalling. For the past twenty years you have been abusing those who were less fortunate than yourself, but now you will have the chance to prove your worth to me and we will see if you deserve to live. I have set up a series of tests that you must undergo. Each will have its own instructions recorded on micro cassettes like this one. Your first test is simple. As you can see your legs are locked into a vice on the floor."
Callum looked at his legs laid on the ground in a long metal tube with screws running along the top.
"The vice will tighten every ten seconds until your legs are crushed to nothingness. The key to unlock the machine is right above your head. All you have to do is reach up and grab it. I wish you luck, Callum. Will you escape, or will you finally learn what it's like to have difficulty walking?"
The recording ended and the room went silent.
"What the fuck?"
Callum threw the micro cassette across the room and looked up. The key was indeed hanging from the ceiling by a long piece of string. He tried to get up to reach it but couldn't as the vice was holding him down.
"I'm gonna kill you when I get out of this!" He shouted but nobody was around to hear. Apart from the camera.
Suddenly a loud clunk sounded and the vice pressed down on Callum's legs. He felt pain go up him and he shouted.
"FUCK!"
He then tried to reach for the key but it seemed like it was placed too high for him to get a hold of. He reached as high as he could with his fingertips and he managed to just about touch it. The vice pressed down further and Callum let his arm drop as he shouted in pain again. Blood seeped through his jeans and onto the floor. Callum once again reached for the key and was able to grab it with two fingers and pull it down. He put it into the lock on the side of the vice machine and turned it. The machine powered down and the top flipped open, allowing Callum to escape.
"Shit." He mumbled as he got to his feet.
He stumbled a bit and fell against the wall but soon managed to walk OK on his own, but every step hurt.
"Shit." He repeated.
The door opposite suddenly inched open and Callum limped over to it. He peered through to the next room and cautiously entered it. The door slammed shut behind him.
So there was Callum's first test. What will his next one be? Chapter 5 up soon.