Chapter Two: Adam
Opening the wood door, with only a flashlight to illuminate the darkness, Amanda stepped into the bathroom.
Why she was here, she didn't know, but now that she was, she couldn't turn back.
Her footprints made tracks through the blood of the first Jigsaw game that she had been apart of as she approached the man perched against the bathtub and tapped him on the shoulder.
"Adam, wake up!" she whispered, after four taps the man stirred.
"Adam, don't worry, I'm here to help you." Amanda pulled a key from the right front pocket of her black jeans and inserted it to the shackle that Adam wore, turning it gently, the shackle opened with a click.
Adam lifted his foot out of the chain slowly, happy to be free, the sight of how puzzled he was made Amanda laugh, she pulled a water bottle from her bag, "Here Adam, help yourself."
Adam obeyed, greedily gulping the liquid .
"Thanks, who are you?"
"Name's Amanda Young, apprentice to the man who put you here."
Adam gasped, this beautiful woman, there's no way she could be helping Jigsaw.
Despite the many questions he had, Adam tried to compose himself, "Now, let's get you out of here, if John finds out I'm doing this, there's no telling what he'll do." Amanda suddenly remembered the risk of this whole venture.
"Ouch, so if this is such a huge risk, why did you do it?"
Oh no, Amanda thought, that's the same question that John will ask me, better come up with my answer now.
"Well, I can't stand anyone to be in pain," she lied, this excuse she knew John would believe but she'd deal with that later,the true motive behind her actions was pure rebellion.
Besides someone as cute as Adam doesn't deserve to die, she told herself.