(Thanks to pokemaster99, AlexTheMortal, zackt2010 for your reviews! I thought I should mention that this guy IS different that Jigsaw, in terms of traps and other things. Also, I won't necessarily limit everyone to one trap. Multiple traps are likely to happen. Thanks and read on!

"What the hell!" Jason cried out, looking straight at Roger. "Why the hell to we have to keep you alive? What do we gain from that?"

"I knew it!" Jamie pointed at Roger accusingly. "We have to keep him alive because he is the killer's accomplice!"

"No... no, I'm not!" Roger protested. "I'm not his accomplice. I don't even know who he is!"

"Bullshit!" Jason said, pushing Roger back. "I say we kill him right here and now."

"Don't be idiots!" Natalie spoke up, crossing her arms. "We have to follow the rules, right? Because this is some kind of deranged serial killer. We kill him, we all die, don't you get it! I'm sure you do not want to die."

Jamie and Jason glared at her, before looking away. Jason started to walk to the door.

"Hey!" Angelina exclaimed. "Don't go on your own."

"Why?" Jason scoffed. "Rule 1 is go wherever you please. Therefore, I am going to go where I fucking please! Got a problem?"

"Just leave him." Jasmine said, glaring at Jason back as he went through the door. "He's just gonna die. His fault, isn't it?"

"Anyone else want to test their luck on their own?" Angelina asked, sighing slightly.

"Being in a group will just hinder me." Jamie said, before spitting on the ground and walking towards the door. "I just want to get the fuck out of here."

"S-same here." Zac said. "I-I'm not just gonna get killed b-because I'm in a group."

At that, Zac left, leaving the others to look at each other.

"So..." Roger muttered. "What's the plan?"

"What do you think the plan is?" Angelina snapped. "We get out of here. We survive. Got a problem?"

"But why is Roger like, the main piece of the puzzle?" Jasmine asked. "It's obviously all revolving around him, since we have to keep him alive. Perhaps it isn't just coincidence we are related to him in some way or another."

Angelina nodded. "Well then, unless we all want to die, keeping Roger alive is our main objective then."

Roger looked at the ceiling, bewildered. Why was it that he was the main focus? What was special about him? Roger sighed, thoughts gathering in his head like a dark cloud. Something continuously bothered Roger, as if he had forgetting something very important, and needed to remember.

"Roger!"

Roger looked at the group of woman to see they were moving to the door. "C-Coming."

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When Jason walked through the door, leaving the other victims behind him, he was immediately confronted with lots of choices. A corridor went down for about three doors, where at the end was a dark grey door, made of metal and chained around the handle. Jason rattled it experimentally, but nothing budged.

Jason swore to himself, before looking at the six doors. There were three doors on each side, and each door differed slightly. They all had a letter on it, up to F. Jason raised an eyebrow before quickly choosing the door marked F just as Jamie entered the room.

Jason was in another corridor, but this time unmarked with doors. However, as he walked, he saw broken trolleys and paper littered on the floor. The floor itself was grimy with dust and mud, while the ceiling had spider webs hanging from it. Jason felt chilled slightly, but never the less he continued on, until he came to a door. On the door was a notice with the number "1" in large. Jason shrugged again and opened the door, before going into the dimly lit room. Jason's sight was immediately drawn to a large red door, which had a giant arrow pointing too it.

"What, you think I'm an idiot?" Jason muttered to himself, before taking a better look at the room. On the far side was a pile of filing cabinets, all thrown together, drawers hanging out and dents in the metal. Jason walked over to it, and saw a piece of paper clinging from one of the draws. He pulled it out, and saw it was half burnt, most of the words gone. However, Jason did see the word "Asylum." Near the title. Jason raised an eyebrow, before scoffing and throwing the paper to the side. On the opposite side of the room, in large glowing letters, were the word "Sloth". Next to it were a series of pipes in five different colours, red, blue, green, yellow, and white. Jason inspected the pipes, and saw there were places for wheels, although the objects were nowhere to be seen.

A loud click drew Jason's attention back to the door he entered, and after shaking it, realised it was locked. "Fucker..." Jason muttered, slamming his palm against the door.

"Funny you should find your way here, Mr. Louis."

"Yes. Funny. I'm laughing." Jason said flatly, crossing his arms. "Well, I'm guessing this is one of those things Rule 2 mentioned, right? So tell me whatever the instructions are."

"Oh? Straight to the point, Mr. Louis. Well, if you wish..."

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Jamie had saw Jason take the route F, and when he shook the door, it was locked. Jamie shrugged and looked to the doors when Zac approached.

"What do you want?" Jamie asked, inspecting the doors.

Zac jumped slightly, before rubbing his arms. "Wh-what? I j-just want t-to get this th-thing over with-with..."

"Are you scared?" Jamie questioned, regarding Zac's stutter.

Zac shook his head. "W-while I am s-scared; this stu-stutter isn't be-because of it..."

Jamie looked at him, before choosing the door labelled A.

"H-Hey, let me go I-in the s-same one!" Zac said, going to push the door, but Jamie grabbed his wrist.

"No chance. Sorry punk." Jamie grinned, before pushing Zac backwards and slamming the door.

Jamie turned before yelping slightly, jumping back. Where there should have been a floor, there was actually a gaping chasm. A bit of sweat dribbled from Jamie's chin as he looked down, seeing gleaming spikes. Planks of wood leant against the wall, and Jamie saw what he needed to do, considering there were small pillars every so often.

Jamie turned to open the door, but found it locked. "Oh! That's just fuckin' typical." Jamie swore. "I choose the door which would be so much easier with a team." Jamie slammed his fist against the wall, breathing heavily, waiting. After a minute or so, he looked up to the roof. "So? Are you gonna tell me what to fuckin' do? Or is this a damn time waster?"

No answer.

"Fine!" Jamie kicked the wall. "Time waster it is. Fuckin' bastard..."