This is what happened after Zep died and Dr. Gordon said he would get help. Dedicated to Saw Producer, Gregg Hoffman, R.I.P. May Heaven Be Good For You.
I was in pain, mostly in my leg. Adam was there crying, wishing for me to stay. I felt as if we've grown attached to each other over this experience. Enough time wasted, I have to save him, myself, and my family. "If I don't make it, then I will bleed to death", I warned him. He screamed, but I continued to crawl out of there. But to tell you the truth, crawling would be an exaggeration at this point. I made one last promise to him, a brave and brief one, but a promise. "I wouldn't lie to you." And with that said, I left. My leg was in extreme pain, and I was feeling like a jug of water, with the water emptying it, which would be my blood. I didn't even know how much blood I was losing, and frankly I didn't care, I just wanted to have enough to get out. As I crawled down the first hall from the door, a body laid at the end of it. Who could that be? I crawled down to him, and looked at it, although it was getting harder to see anything each moment, but I recognized him, it was Tapp. "Damnit Tapp. Why?" That was all I could say. I went around the corner, to the next hall, it was like waiting to get on the best roller coaster, it would be like a gift, a memorable experience, just like this one was. I heard something then.
"Game over."
Jigsaw! But how? Adam killed him. Unless Zep was a decoy of some sort, but I didn't think about it too much until I heard, "NOOOOOOOOOO!" and the door shutting. No! Adam's locked in! I turned around, and I heard footsteps coming closer, and although I was dragging myself as fast as I could, I finally saw the figure, staring at me from the other end of the hall. He was an old man, bald, and somehow looked familiar, like a patient. Like a patient...like a patient...like a patient. Aha! "Hello...doctor. I want to congratulate you on making it this far. But you will never get out. You will bleed to death."
"What?", I managed to get out. What was he going to do to me? Why me? I got out of the room didn't I? "You failed your game, Lawrence. And people who don't appreciate life, should not be able to escape. Let us see how far the remainder of your life will carry you." But I was already around the corner by the time he said that. He didn't move at all, but I didn't care. I saw a ladder at the end of the hall. A way out! I'll survive! Yes! I was picturing it now. I would be in the street, some cop would drive by and notice me. I could reveal Jigsaw, and get Adam and myself help, maybe I could even find Alison and Diana, if they are still alive. It was a happy thought. I slithered down to the end of the hall, grabbed the bottom of the ladder, and attempted to make my way up. No luck. Try again Lawrence! You have to save Adam! I pulled myself hallway up, stopped for a moment, and tried to continue onwards before I fell back down the ladder again. I finally reached the top and got myself up and balanced on it. I reached for the knob, pulled up a little more, still couldn't reach it, pulled up a little more, got it! I slowly pulled the knob, oh sweet glory, oh sweet victory! I turned it, pushed myself forward, and opened what seemed to be an upward door, maybe a trapdoor, possibly leading to the sewers.
"What the fuck?", I screamed as I saw to my horror, that I was in a room, of a big house, instead of a sewer or on a street. "No!", I barely managed to yell. And at this moment, I couldn't hear anything, I barely could see, and couldn't move a muscle. Then I lost all hope, all strength, and all determination and fell down, hitting my left shoulder on part of the ladder, throwing me over, and smashing down on the ground, straight on my head. Ouch! I knew then that I was about to die in a few seconds. I barely managed to whisper, what would my last whisper, "I'm sorry." My eyes grew dark, my head was numb, and I slowly fell into darkness. I was finally dead.