Chapter Ten

Erickson looked up from the monitor and walked closer to Mark to talk.

"Right now you're feeling helpless." It played over and over again. Making both Mark and Victoria nervous.

"Ya know, there are still a couple things I can't quite wrap my head around. Like I don't understand Strahm's motivation" Perez confesed. "He was my parter for five years. I mean we all knew he was a bit of a hot head but no sign of abnormal behavier."

"You can't really tell what's going on in someone's mind." Hoffman added.

Mark walked over and poured himself some coffee.

"Right now you're feeling helpless."

"You here that? We're getting there." The woman declared.

"Come on I thought you had something to show us." Erickson was losing paients.

"Ya know it's just that I never really thought of him of being vengefull." Lindsey told them. "All the facts are there but something doesn't sit right."

"Right now you're feeling helpless."

Tori had her dagger ready. Perez was getting closer with each testiment and Tori was about to snap.

"You know, there is an alternitive." Erickson began. "Let's say that Strahm killed Seth Baxter to specificly set you up a an accomplice to Jigsaw."

Hoffman took a sip of coffee then sat it down. "Ok."

"Wait there's a problem with that though. On further analynzsis on Strahm's fingerprints, it was found that the uric acid levels were inconsistant for an individual with inconsistant for an active motabulisim. "

Hoffman picked up his coffee. "So in other words?"

"Right now you're feeling helpless."

"In other words, when Strahm left his fingerprints on the latest victim, Strahm was already dead!"

"There it is!" The asain woman cried out.

"Right now you're feeling helpless." It was Mark's voice, loud and clear.

Tori took out her dagger and slashed Erickson in the throat. Mark threw the hot coffee on Perez and cut the lights, making the emergency red lights come on.

The asain woman kept screaming and throwing a fit.

Tori remained under the desk, crouching down.

Hoffman sheilded the gun shots with the woman then repeatingly stabbed Lindsey in the stomach.

Tori joined him.

"Who else knows about me? Who fucking knows?" He shoved the knife in more.

"E-Everyone." She replied.

"You lie..you fucking lie!" He stabbed her deeper into her stomach, killing her.

Tori shoved him back. "Ok! Enough!" She yelled.

Mark smiled and exhaled. "Come out with me to get Strahm's hand and burn this mother fucker down."

Tori agreed. She drenched the place in gasoline while Hoffman place Stramh's prints everywhere.

Tori lite the match and gave it to Hoffman.

"Drop it like it's hot." She laughed through a smile.

Hoffman smiled and chunked it into the gas, setting the place on fire.

He put the hand back in the cooler and drove back to watch the rest of William Easton's test.

Tori entered the room with Mark behind her.

"I cant wait to see the stupid look on the faces of the crime scene investigators when they find the chared bodies." Tori smiled at Mark.

Mark smiled back and took a seat in front of the monitors.

"What's this?" He picked up the white piece of paper..which looked familiar.

He read out loud.

"Amanda, you were with Cecil the night Jill lost Gideon. You killed their child. You know it, & I know it, so do exactly as I say. Kill Lynn Denlon, or I will tell John what you did." He looked up to Tori. "Oh shit."

Suddenly, Mark was getting electricuted. Tori screamed and dropped to her knees.

"What can I do?!" Tori cried.

Jill opened the door to reveal she as doing this. Tori pulled out her switch blade and tried stabbing her. Jill dropped the remote and kneed her in the stomach, grabbing the knife and slashed her on the right side of her face. Tori screamed and held her face to stop the blood.

Jill pulled out a Reversable Bear Trap from her bag and slid it on Mark's face. In the back, she clicked the lock on set the time to .45 seconds.

The noise woke up Mark. He can taste really bad metal and his arms were strapped the chair.

"John left you five envelopes."

Tori groaned in pain.

"The sixth one was for me." She pulled out the sixth envelope picture to revil Mark Hoffman was to be tested.

"This is John's will." Jill explained.

Mark began to wiggled and tried to get out of this nightmare but he could do nothing.

"I can't..I can't do it.." Tara cried.

William and Pamela let out a sigh of relief.

"I can..." Brent whispered. He gripped the lever.

"No Brent!" Tara cried.

"You killed my father you mother fucker!" He yanked down to 'Die'. "Now you burn in hell."

Jill started the timer on his RBT.

"No! You fucking bitch!" he muffled as loud as he could.

"Game over." Jill muttered before leaving.

Tori's hands were covered with blood. Her hair had blood in it as well.

Mark yelled in frustration. He pushed down, breaking his hand to wiggle free. He quickly unstrapped his right hand and looked for tools. He grabbed the screw driver and began to stab at it.

Victoria cried on the ground, knowing she was about to lose her father.

He head butted the glass on the door and stopped the RBT from setting off between the bars. He yanked it off by force, ripping most of his right jaw. He dropped to his knees and screamed loudly from the pain.

Tori took short gasps as she sobbed more. She ran over and laid Mark's head on her thighs. "Shh...It's OK. We will get her..father."

By the time she calmed him down, William Easton was in two, guts on the floor.