Yes here it is the longest chapter so far! Pretty short isn't it ah well. Review Review Review

Disclaimer: Ok well I don't own SAW but I own Karl!

I sat in my car outside the little bungalow. I had been trying to find my first subject and I had discovered them. Their name was Karl. He was the man who had killed my unborn child. I sat and watched in my cape and mask. I had decided not to show myself until he was about to learn his lesson. I wanted him to panic, it would increase the fear, the suspense and improve the desired outcome.

He walked out of the house, I took my chance. I got out of the car making sure to stay far enough away. Luckily he lived in a sparse neighbourhood. I sped up trying to get closer. When I was close enough I put the cloth over his mouth, he started to scream trying to bite my hand but I was too quick, the sedative ran through his veins making him relax. I caught him stopping him from getting injured. I put him in the back of the car, made him look like he was just asleep instead of being kidnapped.

I took him to the abandoned warehouse I had found. It had three rooms, I went and placed him in the first game. I had made a magnificent trap that could kill anyone that panics too much. He was strapped in and ready. I went to the second room to make sure that game was set up properly, it was only a backup I hopefully wouldn't need it. I then made my way to my room. The screens were stacked on top of each other I had a very good view of my subject. He gradually gained consciousness and the shouts started. I decided to make him wait a bit get his heart rate up, I heard the beeping from the heart rate monitor next to him it increased past 100 and the game began.

I turned on the TV in the room, his face lit up, not with joy but with the light from the screen. I placed Billy in front of the camera sitting him up. I then reached for my voice modulator microphone and started to talk.

'Hello Karl, I want to play a game. All of your life you have damaged those around you with your lack of awareness and fear. It has stopped all of your relationships and has even led some people to hate you. I am here to help you. The machine you are trapped to will start to tighten as soon as I stop talking. It will slowly crush you to death. The only way to get out is to stay calm and get your heart rate below 100, if you manage to do so you will be dropped to the floor. However as you are probably aware your heart rate is rapidly reaching 200. If it does so the gun pointing at you across the room will shoot and stop your heart instantly. You have 2 minutes until you are crushed to death. Live or Die make your choice.'

I put the microphone down and turned off the screen. I looked at Karl, he was glancing around for another way to escape. When he realised there was no way out he started to hyperventilate causing his heart rate to get dangerously close to 200. Even though I knew he was going to probably die here I had set up such a good game that involved more people. With 30 seconds left Karl stopped breathing. I wondered whether my machine had worked too quickly but the lack of blood told me otherwise. I realised that the impossible was happening, his heart rate got closer and closer to 100 and then with 4 seconds left my machine let go of Karl and he fell to the floor. He gasped trying to take in as much air as possible. He had beaten it and now I got to see my second game in action.