The final chapter of A Rorschach Test.
"Mrs. Dreiburg, how did you get here?" the man questions.
"I was brought here by some guy dressed in a rob and pig mask." Silk Spectre answers.
"Tell me about him." the man replies, "Discribe him to me."
"He was tall." Silk Spectre explains, "He was strong." The man nods.
"So, it couldn't have been me who abducted you." the man informs, "I have little energy to even stand to my own feet; let alone over power a woman of your strength." He takes another breathe of oxygen. He looks at Nite Owl. "Mr. Dreiburg, the same question." he states.
"I was hit in the head by the same guy with a bat." Nite Owl answers.
"It still couldn't have been me." the man informs. He picks up a small glass of water and takes a slow sip. "But another way you two ended up here is that you don't appreciate life."
"What the hell are you talking about?" Silk Spectre yells, "Did you not see how badly we wanted to live."
"I never claimed you do not want to live." the man replies, "I claimed that you do not appreciate life. You never showed how grateful you were that Rorschach spared you life, instead of saving both of those women. The choice was in his hands alone. You also smoke and drink. You slowly destroy your body with those poisons. I never smoked, but sadly I have cancer. I will not claim to not have consumed alcohol, but I have never abused it. Unlike you, I appreciate the life given to me by God. But you continue to torture your body. Now tell me, what makes my games so different than the way people live?" They all remain silent. "Is it just the timing?" the man questions, "Or is it because a human caused it, which then is concidered murder. There's little difference between them. Humans are the one's who created these poisons for us to use. With my poisons, I give the subject a way out. But at a cost."
"You're wasting our time." Rorschach states, "Why are you explaining this to us?"
"To show the truth behind each person." the man informs, taking another breathe of oxygen, "You don't appreciate live either. But I understand why. In your early years as Walter Kovacs, you grew up in a hell which you could not escape. Your mother would sell her body strange men ever night. She would beat without mercy, call you names, wish you were never born. You were soon taken away from her by the city, and was given a better life. When you grew older, you became the viglante known as Rorschach. It wasn't until a little girl was killed by her kidnapper and fed to his dog, was when you fully came to terms with how sick the world was. From that day forward, you would torture and make each criminal suffer for their crimes." He takes another breathe of oxygen. "Your story is touching to me." the man states, "But that is not why you are here."
"Then why?" Rorschach questions. The man look emotionless at Rorschach.
"My name is John Kramer." the man informs, "I've been known as the Jigsaw killer since the year 2004." The shock hits the three viglanties hard. "Shocking?" John Kramer questions, "It's true." *Saw theme starts to play* The room starts to glow blue. A blue figure appears beside John Kramer.
"Jon?" Silk Spectre questions in shock. The figure is revealed to be Dr. Manhattan.
"You've all been a part of my experiment." Manhattan informs, "This all started October 12th, 1985." The three stand in shock with this information. "The night that Veidt killed Edward Blake." Manhattan continues, "This experiment was to test the behaviors of human. I need this information in order to create the perfect humans for my new world. The only thing I needed to understand was compassion. And Rorschach has worked as a perfect subject."
"This was all a test for your sick amusement?" Rorschach growls.
"This information will help me create new life." Manhattan explains, "The tests had to be real in order for it to work. I met John Kramer a few months ago in this present time. He shared with me a series of tests that he believed would work." He lifts his hand up slightly. "The chemical in your blood stream is now gone."
"You sick bastard!" Silk Spectre yells, "You were the guy how kidnapped us!"
"I believe it's time that I sent all of you back to your correct time periods." Manhattan informs.
"No!" Rorschach yells, charging at Manhattan. Kramer pulls out a handgun and shoots Rorschach in the knee.
"AAAAAHH!" Rorschach roars in pain. He drops to one knee.
"Goodbye." Manhattan says.
"Jon, wait!" Nite Owl replies, but the three disappear into a flash of blue.
"Game over." John Kramer states.
The three reappear outside in the pouring rain. A newspaper lays in front of Rorschach. He picks it up and reads the date, which was 1988. "NNNNNOOOOOOOO!" Rorschach yells.
The End
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