Samuels is so close to catching Jigsaw. But will he though?

Chapter 7

Eventually the taskforce arrived at the warehouse stated at the end of Jigsaw's letter to Zep. The inside was full of various desks and shelves all lined with vicious looking devices and implementations. Samuels was accompanied by eight other officers this time, making a total of nine in the squad. As they ventured around the disturbing place they all paid close attention to every aspect of it.

"So this is where that sick mother-fucker was hiding out all this time." One of the squad members said.

"Don't think much of his interior design tastes." Another joked.

"Quit messing around." Samuels snapped at them. "Stay alert for anything out of the ordinary. You know what this guy was like."

Not a word came from anyone after that. They continued to search through the rather bigger than it seemed building. Samuels lead the group round a corner that opened up into a large chamber like room. All nine men stepped inside and tried to see where they were in the low light with the narrow beam of light that was emitting from their torches. Everyone was silent until one squad member shone his torch over a round black orb that was mounted on the wall.

"Hey." He called out.

But before anyone could respond to him the gap between the chamber like room and the rest of the building was sealed shut by a big iron door that slid across. The black orb was a motion sensor and now the squad was trapped in the dark room!

"What was that?" One officer said, feeling uneasy.

"The fucking door just closed on us!" Another replied.

"Shit."

"Everyone remain calm." Samuels prompted. "Lets try and find a light switch or something to see where the hell we are."

Suddenly the clunk of machinery could be heard from above. All the men shone their torches upwards to see what was making the noise. All any of them could make out were thin strips of something where the light from the torches was shining. One of them caught the sight of something moving and quickly identified it as a steel rod of some kind, and it was moving towards the edge of the room. It soon became clear that there was dozens of these rods doing the same thing all around the room, they were holding up something near the ceiling.

"What's going on?"

Samuels got out his radio and tried to remain calm as he called the station.

"Hello. Samuels here. We have a situation." He said immediately.

"What do you mean, over?"

"We're trapped in a room and there's some machinery on above us. We can't see what it's doing though, it's too dark."

All of a sudden a huge net of barbed wire fell onto the squad and they all fell to the ground, writhing around and screaming. But all that did was cut them more and more until eventually there was silence. Nine bodies lay motionless in a massive pool of blood in the dark chamber. The only noise came from Samuels's radio, which was still on.

"Hello? Hello? Officer Samuels, are you there? Hello?"

John Kramer stood before Zep Hindle in the secluded warehouse. Recently Zep had agreed, well he'd been forced really, to assist John in his next test. A test for Dr. Gordon and Adam Stanheight.

"What do you want now?" Zep asked. He wasn't too happy about being called out of his work shift when he wasn't supposed to be.

"I want you to put this in your house." John said as he held out a piece of paper with some handwritten content on it.

"What is it?"

"Just something to tell the cops where to find me."

"I'm confused."

"Let me explain, Mr. Hindle. There is a certain element of risk about this whole thing. Now in case the authorities discover you to be helping me,they'll be searching your house as a high priority. But if they should find this there they'll believe it to be genuine. So they'll follow its direction and come here, where I'll have set a trap for them."

"I see."

"It's simply a way of getting rid of any unwanted attention over the course of this. So will you take it?"

John's hand holding the note remained in the air, waiting for Zep to relieve him from it. Eventually he did and John let down his arm. Zep read the first line of the note.

Mr. Hindle. Now that you are on board with this I should probably mention where I have stored all my instruments and equipment.

"You're making the right decisions so far, Zep. Don't let all of that go to waste now."

So close and yet so far. But Jigsaw had already planned for the police to find his warehouse eventually. Even if it wasn't Samuels specifically that he'd planned for. The next chapter will return the focus to the main story. That will be up soon.