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Preview: Angelina Dark finds herself in a trap, and is confronted by the accomplice of Brian. Will Angelina be able to escape, or at the very least, given the means to?

For the second time in the day, Angelina felt like her head was being pounded. Her eyes flickered open, and it took her a while to register that she was cold. Freezing in fact. Blinking wildly, Angelina realised with alarm she had been stripped to her underwear. Angelina would have felt embarrassed had she not saw Roger's crumpled form on the other side of what looked like glass.

"Roger!" she exclaimed, running forward and slamming her palms on the glass, but it was cold and slightly sticky. Ice. Angelina bit her lip and locked properly around. She seemed to be in a small freezer of some kind, small icicles hanging from the roof.

Then, there was a squeal, and the door on the far side opened, and an image that scared Angelina walked in.

It was a figure dressed in a black cloak complete with a clasp. But its face was covered with a pig mask, black hair going down to its shoulders. It suddenly ran forwards causing Angelina to dive to the side, gasping slightly.

"W-who are you?" Angelina exclaimed, scampering to her feet.

The figure rushed forward again, and Angelina backed against the wall, and raised her hands to protect herself. But the figure stopped, and put its snout close to Angelina's face. Then, it took a step back and pulled the pig mask on, revealing what would have been ruggedly handsome man, had it not been for the horrible scar on the right side of his face; an ugly white. His hair was black, and was long, reaching below his ears. The man was wearing a ragged suit, including a tie.

"Angelina Dark." The man said in a raspy voice. "Brian despises you. I agree with him."

"Who are you?" Angelina repeated again, her breath frosty in front of her.

"Who I am is of no importance. You will not live long enough to care. Let me tell you a little story." The man said, looking into Angelina's eyes. "I used to despise God. I was not religious in any way shape or form. However, two times I have prayed. The first when I received... this..." The man pointed to his scar. "The other was when I was inches away from death. It was the second time my prayer was answered. I lay dying, starving, living off what little dirty water I could inhale from the ground. But I was saved; I was saved by the man your brother almost killed. Brian Devon was... is my saviour. I wouldn't be here without him, and without God. You see, I am a religious man now, Angelina, and I believe in the Seven Deadly Sins and how all who commit them should be punished. I used to work for a similar man, but his reasons were... askew. Brian knows what he is doing. Brian shall lead the city to salvation; lead me to salvation, one sin committer at a time.

"And you are next on his list. Would you like to know why?"

"I don't have a choice, do I?" Angelina said grimly.

"No, you do not. Envy is the sin you committed. Jealousy of your own brother, of his family. You wonder why he got what you could never have. A partner and children. It is because you don't deserve it. You watched as Brian was run over, you watched as your brother left him to die. What did you do? Nothing at all! So, you are to be left to die as well."

The man held up a key, and Angelina made a snatch for it, but the man knocked away her hand. "A key you will not get. Running away from here was the biggest mistake. You lost your chance. Goodbye, Angelina Dark." The man pocketed the key, and walked to the door, and went through, leaving Angelina on herself.

Then she heard a slight trickle, and saw a pipe in the corner had started dripping water. Drips to a stream. Stream to a torrent. All too soon, water rushed over the frozen room, and what's more, the water froze in thin layers. Angelina pulled her feet up, and let out a gasp as a thin layer of skin was ripped off as it stuck to the ice, leaving a bloody footprint.

In the next half an hour, the water rose, and Angelina had to constantly move to prevent her feet from getting frozen. But her lack of clothes didn't help, and her lips were turning blue. Angelina went to the ice block where she could see Roger and slammed her fists against it. With the roof just above her, Angelina gave up.

She fell backwards, and sat down on the water, as it rose and froze, and she stared at Roger. "I'm sorry Roger... I'm so sorry..."

As time passed, Angelina succumbed to the freezing conditions, and all too soon the small room was filled with frozen water, Angelina's lifeless eyes staring at Roger's form.

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The man smirked as he watched Angelina die, before turning back to Brian, who nodded back to him.

"You did well." Brian said. "She deserved that slow agonizing death."

"I find it amusing." The man said, stroking his scar. "If she hadn't run away, she would have gotten a chance to be free. But she did, and she got her come-uppance."

"I'll tell you, she will not be missed by me personally." Brian's eyes seemed to gleam. "I think it's time to reveal the next trap to those two, don't you agree Mr. Hoffman?"

Mark Hoffman smirked, and walked to the door. "I'll let them in on what their test is." At that, Hoffman left the room, leaving Brian to stare at the cameras.

R.I.P Angelina Dark. Yikes! Mark Hoffman? This isn't good, former accomplice of Jigsaw now accomplice of Brian? Uh-oh.

See you next chapter!