Disclaimer: I don't own SAW. Ok? That's it.
A/N: Well, sense everyone was clamoring for a new chapter, I though that I'd be nice and give you one! Enjoy!
"Ms. Kramer?" Shelley called his voice a little raspy, he didn't like the sound of that raspy voice that he had become all too familiar with the last few days, it sent chills up his spine. " We need you to come out with your hands up!"
"Sorry gentlemen, but that's not gonna happen. " Amanda called out in a sick tone. "You'll have to come play a little game to come and get me."
"What the hell is she talking about?" Dominic followed his partner down the stairs.
"I have no damn clue but-" he was cut off by Amanda calling out again. " I'd watch my step if I were you sirs, it' gets a bit tricky from here on out, and I'd advise you to leave now before it's to late and you have nowhere to go but to hell." She cackled, she liked the feel of being in control of people's lives again.
"There is a maze of razor wire set up in front of you gentlemen, representing all that you have put my niece, my father and I through over recent years, you have a chance to back out and leave this place before any damage is done, and never come here again. To get to me, and to where the girl is, you'll have to navigate the maze and find the key that unlocks the door I'm about to go through. The combination is written on the walls, or the actual key is hidden in my friend Billy, who is in the far corner…" she pointed when they were in range of her now, her face covered with the hood. Billy the puppet sat in the far right hand corner of the shop, smiling wickedly. " Or like I said before, you can leave now. If you get below the fourth step, the door above you will close, and the girl and I can disappear." She snapped her fingers. " Are you willing to shed any blood? Live or die, make your choice."
"Ah fuck this shit, she's playing with us man!" Dominic said, and stepped down to the fifth step.
Big. Mistake.
The door above them slammed shut, and Shelley grimaced. " You stupid son of a bitch! Now we may be stuck here!"
"Well, then gentlemen," Amanda cut in, "I hope to see you alive some day, or do I? Let the game begin, and oh," she added at the last minute, " I hope neither of you are afraid of the dark…" with that, Amanda sped out the far doorway with a few tapes, her small tapes and tape recorder, and turned off the lights.
Numbers from one to one hundred were painted on every coverable surface, glowing eerily, and Dominic swore as Shelley turned on his flashlight.
"Well, lets see if we can get through here…" he stepped down to the bottom of the stairs, and tried to look around. The maze started where he was currently standing. He spotted the puppet in the corner, and unconsciencusly stepped forward. Bad, bad idea.
He felt the razor wire tear into the flesh right under his right eye, and pulled back, his eye filling with blood.
"Shit!" He stepped back, instinctively covering his eye with his hand.
"What happened?" Shelley asked, looking for his partner.
"I sliced my eye! Be careful, that shit's everywhere!"
"No, duh." Shelley was still looking around for Billy, but the small object was nowhere to be found, it seemed that every time that he looked, the little deranged puppet was nowhere to be found. Was he losing his mind?
"Well, I think that I just lost my sense of direction, or my mind, these numbers are driving me up the wall."
"And onto the ceiling..." Dominic looked above them, where even more numbers were scattered. "This is going to be a long night…"
Amanda bolted up the staircase like her ass was on fire, turning into her room, she grabbed he huge duffel bag, and stuffed everything into it: her cloths, Corbett's cloths, her trap, her box of "goodies" guns, ammo, etc. and the left over cash.
Grabbing the key from her neck, she unlocked Corbett from the closet and she as existed.
"Aunt Amanda! I found money!" the little girl held up some cash, and Amanda grabbed it, not thinking right at the moment, they had to get out of there. Finding another tape next to the girl as well, she shooed Corbett out of the room, and out to the front door.
The pair ran out to the car, and peeled out of the driveway.
A mile or so down the road, Amanda heard the silent sobs of the girl.
"What's wrong Corbett?" she asked tiredly, placing a hand on her head.
"I…miss…mommy…and…daddy…I…want… to… go … home…"
"It's ok, actually… we're going there right now, I have some things that I have to take care of that I forgot about when we left Johns…" Amanda trailed off, and they headed back to the city.
Hours later, they pulled back up to the warehouse that Amanda thought that she'd never see again. Telling Corbett to stay put, she ran inside, looking for more cash that John might've hidden from her.
She found it in the upper drawer that held more of the antidote form the house trap.
"Thank you John." That's when she heard the gun shots outside.
"Fuck! Corbett!" Amanda bolted outside, and found that the van door had been wrenched open, and Corbett life less on the ground…
"Oh god no!" Amanda rushed and picked her up, and put her back in the car, she once again peeled out, this time in the direction of the hospital…
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