CHAPTER ONE
Lawrence had cut off his foot, despite Adam's frantic cries for him to stop. He crawled over to the dead body in the center of the room. "What are you doing?" Adam yelled. "You must die," Lawrence said, and put the bullet into the gun. "But I want to live!" Adam cried, waving his arms wildly. He couldn't believe Lawrence was going to shoot him, after all that they had been through. Then Lawrence pulled the trigger, shooting Adam in the shoulder, and Adam fell to the ground.
Lawrence burst into tears. "There! I've killed him! Now SHOW THEM TO ME!" he cried angrily at the camera. Suddenly the huge wooden door was pushed open, and Zep walked into the room with a gun in his hand. Lawrence grabbed his legs as he walked across to Adam. "I'll kill you. I'll fucking kill you, you fucking bastard, I'll fucking kill you," Lawrence said. The colour was draining from his face and he was obviously delusional. He grabbed the empty gun and tried shooting at Zep. Zep kicked Adam to make sure he was dead. Then he turned to face Lawrence. "You're too late!" he said in a crazed voice. Lawrence sobbed. "Why?" he asked softly. "It's the rules.." Zep told him, aiming the gun at him.
All of a sudden, Adam dived up from the floor and knocked Zep down. They struggled, and the gun fired at the ceiling. Adam pushed Zep down and punched him in the face. The gun fell out of Zep's hand. Adam grabbed the ceramic top of the toilet and brought it down hard on Zep's face, again and again. The sound of bones crushing was sickening, and blood was splattered everywhere. Lawrence crawled over to Adam and stopped him. "I have... to .. go ... get .. help.." Lawrence said slowly, shaking violently. "No.. don't leave me! I need you!" Adam begged. "If I don't get help.. I'm.. going to bleed.. to death.." Lawrence said, nearly a whisper. He was face to face with Adam. "I'll bring .. someone.. back for you... I promise". Adam grabbed his shoulder in pain. "We gonna be ok?" he asked. "I wouldn't.. lie to you.." Lawrence said, crawling away slowly. Adam tried to grab his arm, but Lawrence slipped out of his grip. Adam watched sadly as Lawrence disappeared slowly from the room.
He prayed that Lawrence would make it out and get away from here. In the meantime, he would look for a key to his chains. Zep would have to have it somewhere on him. Adam searched Zep's pockets. "Key.. key," he whispered, finding only a wallet. He searched another pocket, and pulled out a tape player slowly, his heart beating faster and faster.
Adam stared in horror at the tape deck in his hand as it dawned on him that Zep hadn't been the real mastermind, that he was just another pawn in Jigsaw's sick games. He pressed play, afraid to listen to the tape, but knowing he had to.
"Hello, Mr Hindle, or as they call you around the hospital- Zep".. the raspy voice echoed throughout the silent bathroom as Adam realised Zep had been taken captive just as he and Lawrence had. His mind was racing. The recording stopped with a click, and suddenly there was a noise behind him.
Adam turned around to see the dead man on the bathroom floor, rising slowly. Well, Lawrence had explained that Jigsaw liked to book front row seats to his sick little games. "You..!" Adam cried. He reached for the gun that had fell from Zep's hand after Adam had beat him to death. He pulled the trigger and the old man collapsed and fell to the ground.
Adam laughed with a new determination to survive, to escape this nightmare. He had killed Jigsaw!
