Part 2
(Once again I do not own Saw. Thanks for the reviews!)
Selena studies the tank still amazed at what it held. Was this really her fate?
"You fucking sadisic bastard!!" she yelled to whoever could be listening.
She couldn't take this pressure, her arms and legs were tingling as the flesh started to separate and slough off. The memories of her life flashed by making her want to cry like she had seen all those girls on cheap Hollywood horror flicks do. She wanted to slam her fists into the brick wall until the blood ran out of her body leaving nothing but a gruesome token of a life gone wrong for the police to find and put on file.
Selena stood up knowing that this could be her last chance to prove everyone wrong. She would do this no matter the consequence. She walked slowly to the tank. The floor around her erupted into flames as the first drops of oil mixed with the oxygen and flame. She hurried and saw the drawing Jigsaw left for her. It was a dangerous chemical sign that tried to ward off the weak. She closed her eyes and plunged her hand into the oil. It was pure agony. The acid ate away at her skin showing the bones beneath. She grabbed the key. She pulled her hand out and flung the key across the room in a desparate attempt to keep it away from the flames that were destroing her oil soaked arm. Her skin was the first thing to go, like ice under warm water it melted. Selena tried to stop screaming but it was too hard. Her fingers had now turned into a black charcoaled mass. She fell to her knees reaching with her one good arm towards the key. She used it to claw her way towards the door. Her sobs had turned into meaningless babble. She grabbed the key and made her way to the door. As she felt the tumblers engage, she laughed.
She crawled through the door, the key clutched to her chest and saw the one person she hated.
That damn clown face smiled like it had on the video.
(More to come, it's not over yet please r&R)