Another Caucasian man woke up in a lit up elevator. He was wearing his police uniform. As he sat up, he noticed a pipe in the wall. He looked through the pipe and saw another Caucasian man walking around the elevator next to the one he was in. The officer couldn't get the elevator doors to open.

"Get me out of here!"

The man in the other elevator looked through the pipe.

"I didn't do this," he said. "I woke up and looked through this pipe a minute ago and didn't see you. For all I know, you could just be pretending to be trapped."

"If I was, then why what would be the purpose of these cameras."

"You could be using those as a cover-up."

"I'm not!"

"How do I know that?"

"I'm Tom, a police officer," he explained. "I remember getting off duty and coming home, where I was kidnapped by someone."

"What was he wearing?"

"I don't know. I didn't get a good look. And how do you know if it's a guy?"

"I remember being kidnapped by someone wearing a pig mask while I was at home with my wife. Sound familiar, police officer?"

"The Jigsaw Killer," Tom said.

"My thought exactly."

"Have you found a tape?" Tom asked.

"No. I just woke up. And how do you know I'm supposed to find a tape?"

"Jigsaw always leaves some sort of message for his victims," Tom said as he took a tape out of a plastic bag in his right pocket. He pulled a walkman out of his left pocket. "I found a tape in my pocket." He inserted the tape into the walkman and listened to the message:

"Hello Officer Hansen. You are here because you have done something that people you've arrested have done. The man in the elevator next to you is a district attorney. If he finds out what you did, then you may be going to a bad place. When the elevator doors open, you will have to decide whether to leave with this man, or kill him. You have been working alone ever since you requested to work without a partner."

The message on the tape ended.

"What did you do?" the district attorney asked.

"What did you do?" Hansen asked. "You're here for a reason, too. Let's hear your tape."

The district attorney searched his pockets and found a tape and a walkman. He played the tape in the walkman and listened to his message:

"Hello Rick. You are here because you are a prejudiced man who must change his view upon others. A while ago, you and your wife were carjacked by a man whom you may cause the end of. The man in the elevator next to yours is guilty of a crime. He knows what you are, and he may try to kill you when the elevator doors open. You may want to be careful and try to stay alive if you want to see your wife again."

When the tape ended, Rick thought about his wife. He wondered if she was in danger.

"Just out of curiosity..." Rick began.

"I didn't car-jack you," Tom interrupted.

"I know you didn't," Rick said. "The two guys who did were black."

"There were two guys?" Tom asked. "Why did the tape only mention one?"

"I don't know, but are you in any way involved with those to guys?"

"The only way I'd be associated with people like that is if they were arrested by me," Tom said. "So, maybe. But I didn't tell anybody to car-jack anyone if that's what you're thinking."

"Are you going to kill me?" Rick asked.

"Are you gonna turn me in for what I did?" Tom asked.

"My wife is more important to me than putting you behind bars," Rick said. "I wonder where she is."

"Maybe she's in this building," Tom said.

"Maybe," Rick repeated.

"Do you think Jigsaw could be testing her?" Tom asked.

"You're the cop. You tell me. But that's exactly what I'm afraid of. I just want to get out of this elevator so that I can look for her."