The sun shined in bright on Matthew Sampson's apartment. He lay there with a depressed look on his face, and he looked out the window as he sat on the couch. The sun was rising up. He had to make the most important choice of his life. *SLAM* the door busted open. Two men carried another one, whose name was Damien Chavez. The men threw Damien on the ground.

Damien- "Please, Matt…"

Matt stood up and walked toward Damien. He moved his Jacket to the side, so Damien could see that he had a handgun.

Matt- "I've had enough of your apologies Damien! I hire you for the job on blind faith, as my best friend, and then you try and report us to the feds?"

He kicked Damien in the stomach. Matt was a pretty nice guy, but he was pissed the hell off right now. Or at least that was what he was telling himself.

Damien- "They pulled me in, said if I didn't tell them something they would come after me for my hospital bills…"

Matt- "You stupid idiot!"

Matt kicked him again. Damien spit out blood. Matt

Damien- "Fire me, do whatever you want, I won't tell them anything else…"

Matt- "It's too late, the cops are already going to be on their way sometime today."

He looked at the two men who dragged Damien in. Matt had a high position in the mob, and he helped out with all cocaine deals. He brought his friend Damien on to supervise all the deals, but Damien had reported them to the feds. Matt couldn't tolerate that, or the even higher ups then him would

Matt- "Burn this place to the ground, and…"

He looked at Damien, and then to the guards. He paused for a second.

Guard #1- "What?"

Matt- "Let me think, just let me think for a second you idiot!"

He went into his room, and grabbed a suitcase he had lying on the bed.

Damien- "After your father gave you this apartment, you're going to burn it to the ground?"

Matt- "Shut the fuck up Damien. Burn the place down, and teach my friend here whatever he needs to know about a good lesson. Got that? Gotta run, catching a plane to paris."

One of the men, Frank, turned to Matt before he left.

Frank- "See you on the other side Matt!"

Matt- "You too Frank."

He closed the door, and shut it tight. Suddenly outside, Matt heard the sounds of police sirens.

Matt- "Shit."

Jason Rigg came out of his FBI car. He motioned for Lamina and the SWAT team to go around the back. Jason had been called here to this case which by blind luck, just happened to be the place Fisk would soon call him to. Jason grabbed the megaphone from one of the policeman.

Jason- "Come out of the building Matthew, we have the place surrounded."

Lamina went around the side of the building, and they entered from the back. A woman screamed as Lamina held his MP5 up to her.

Lamina- "Move!"

Jason entered inside of the front of the apartment, keeping his gun aimed up. He ran up the stairs of the apartment.

Matt was heading for the fire escape in a separate apartment. He may be able to avoid them from the right side of the building. Matt kicked open the door to one of the apartments. Luckily, no one was inside.

Jason saw Matt enter inside the room. He ran inside the room Matt was in, and aimed his gun at Matt.

Jason- "DROP THE FUCKING GUN!"

Matt grinned, and dropped the gun on the table.

Matt- "Damien rat me out?"

Jason- "Don't say a word, and put your hands behind your back."

Matt- "I'm not going to prison Jason."

Jason paused.

Jason- "How do you know my name?"

Matt- "You've been the FBI agent trying to nail me for the past 2 years. Only you couldn't, until…"

He didn't finish his sentence, and jumped out the window, to the fire escape. Jason fired off two rounds in his chamber.

Jason- "SHIT!"

Matt, in a stupid decision, climbed up the fire escape, instead of downward. He reached the top of the roof. Jason followed close behind.

Jason- "Don't do this Matt! Just turn yourself in!"

Matt ran around the roof, and realized he was at a dead end. Jason climbed up on to the roof, and reached for his gun. Before he could, Matt shot Jason twice in the chest.

Matt- "I'm sorry."

Jason fell on the ground, feeling the pressure of the bullets hitting his vest. Matt jumped onto the next building, landing with a THUD. Jason's hearing went to shit then. He felt dizzy, and couldn't hear anything, only a loud ringing.

Jason- "Sampson…he's going to get away…"

Matt grinned, as he was on the ground floor. He lost his suitcase, but he made it out ok. Matt stayed in the alleyway to rest. He felt beyond relief, and he now knew he could continue with his life. Maybe see his wife, Trisha, again. Or get a new job, maybe in real estate. Maybe meet some new faces. Matt got up and called up a taxi to head to the airport.

Jason sat on the roof, as the S.W.A.T team approached him.

Lamina- "Agent, you ok?"

Jason- "Got me in the vest. He got away though."

Lamina- "God damn it. Search everywhere for him!"

Jason looked down at the city street, while he rubbed his back. Suddenly his phone rang. He saw the caller ID.

Jason- "Fisk?"

Fisk- "Yeah, I know this isn't the best time, but you just happened to be in town, and we need your help."

Jason- "What makes you think I want to help you Fisk? No apologies, no nothing, and you ask me for my help."

Fisk- "It's because the person we're trying to get is the Jigsaw killer, the man who killed your son."

Meanwhile, Matthew was on an airplane. He sat down in first class. While he closed his eyes, a stewardess bumped into him.

Stewardess- "Oh sorry."

Matt- "It's alright."

He turned to the man next to him on the plane. He was sleeping peacefully. Across from him, a strange old man was staring at Matt. He turned to the side, uneasy. His name was bound to be everywhere by now, and if a cop was on board the plane he didn't know what he would do. Matt got up, to go to the bathroom. Beside him, a man dropped his drink. The stewardess rushed to pick it up. Why did Matt have the feeling someone on this plane was watching him?

He entered the restroom, and shook off all his feelings. He poured water into his face, and looked at the mirror.

Matt- "Pull yourself together Matt."

He then opened the door to the rest of the plane. Before he could, a figure with a hoodie entered the bathroom, and the figure slammed Matt up against the wall.

Matt- "What the fuck?"

The figure then put on a pig mask, and Matt realized what was going on. The figure then stuck two tranquilizers into Matt's shoulders. Matt drowsily looked up to try and see the figure, all he could see was the pig mask looking back at him. Two eyes underneath it, cold eyes.

(Authours note: Hope you guys like this chapter, made it very intense imo! Yeah it was a little non Saw related, but it was just to give our characters new depth and to introduce our main game subject. And I tried to change it up a bit by having an airplane kiddnapping, tell me what you think of that. I couldn't fit in the survivor group because I wanted the build up to the kidnapping intense, next chapter will have Gordon in it)