Disclaimer: I don't own Saw.
I'm A Jigsaw Killer
Chapter 3: Oh shit
Scott woke up in a small dark room. He looked around and saw a shovel, a hoe and a chain. There was also a ladder leading up to a shut door. He was in the basement of the small wooden shed!
"Oh you gotta be freakin' kidding me." He climbed up the ladder and slammed as hard as he could on the door. It wouldn't budge. He climbed back down, picked up the shovel and shoved it at the door as hard as he could. Still nothing. He shoved and shoved some more but it still didn't more or even creak.
He looked the room over again. After again finding nothing, he sat down trying to find a way out of the situation.
"Adam's alive...How could that be possible? Shit. Well, I'll still get you Jigsaw..." He murmured in the dark. "Wait...what do I have on me right now?" He checked his pockets for anything that could be of any use. He felt a square-like object in the front pocket of his jacket. He pulled it out. It was a tape player. He clicked the play button.
"Hello Scott. You don't know me. Or do you? I'm sure you'd like to. Since I kidnapped Adam, you've been wondering how to get to me...How to make me pay. -cough- I'm sorry to say that this will be my last set up, thanks to Adam. The police will come for me soon. Then, there will be no way to get to you. Your aim in this game is to escape the room you are in. If you can't get out of the room within 20 minutes, then you will die. Good luck. You'll need it."
Scott was terrified. How did Jigsaw know that he was trying to get to him? 'Well' he thought. 'No time for that now. I have to get out of here. I'll get to Jigsaw later.' He checked his watch.
8:23pm
He wasted a lot of time pacing about in the room, attempting to think up a way to get out. He tried banging on the door with the shovel again, but again it did not even weaken.
8:39pm
Shit. Four minutes left. He paced around a bit more. Then he got the idea to break the wood on the walls and dig his way out.
Scott picked up the shovel and stabbed at one of the walls. The old rusty spade nearly cracked, and the wall remained unharmed. He cursed to himself and went around the room trying to find a weak spot on the wall.
He knocked around on the wood, when finally at the wall closest to the trap door, he heard it make a hollow sound. Once again, he picked up the shovel to try and break through the wood. This time, the spade did break, but he had done damage to the wall as well. A stream of light entered the room, hitting the far wall. Scott clawed visciously at the slit in the wall.
8:42pm
'Wait! The hoe!' He scrambled over to the tool on the ground. He slammed the end with all his might into the damaged wall. A hole! Just big enough for him to climb through! He nearly jumped through it when it opened up.
Scott turned around to look through the hole. He had gotten out just in time. Through the hole, where was once empty space, several large jagged pikes had emerged through the ground, reaching the ceiling. Scott laughed with nervousness and relief.
But where was he now? He turned around. He was in a dimly lit cement hallway. At the end of the hallway was a wooden door. He casually walked over and opened the door. A ladder. He looked up. Darkness. He crept carefully up the creaking ladder and felt around for an opening. He pushed a door and climbed upwards.
He was back in the forest. Now, he had returned to his mission to find Jigsaw. He prayed to God that the police hadn't captured him yet. But where to go?
