In the room stood three standing; living people: Emily, Luis and Brittany. The two victims were making quite conversations with each other, obviously talking about the suspect. Emily had been pretending not to hear, until she hit breaking point.

"Will you TWO SHUT THE FUCK UP?!" She screamed.

The two, appalled, stared back at her with such a frightened stare that Emily retaliated with a smile.

"So," Brittany said as she looked back at Luis. "Do you know who the fifth screen is?"

"The fifth screen? I have a pretty good idea, but right now I'm scared to find out who's on the other two." He stated.

As soon as he finished that sentence, screen 3 and 4 lit up with light. All three took their attention upon the two screens.

"No way…" Brittany had said aloud.

"You've gatta be kidding…" Luis said.

"It's not my game anymore, he's changed all rules." Emily stated. "He had warned me if I had interfered at all, things would become bad; and here we are witnessing it happening."

"Well can't you stop him?" They both said in union.

She shot a look at them, giving them their answer within the question of her look. Her gaze went back to the two screens focused on the next two victims. She stared closely and realized a small detail.

"Shit…" she whispered.

"What's wrong Turner?" Brittany replied.

"He's changed the victims." She almost screamed.

"What do you mean?" Luis said.

"I now know this is clearly not my game…" She said slowly aloud.

"Whose is it?"

They followed Emily's gaze to the fifth screen, resulting with a gasp from Brittany; a confusing yet scared gasp. Emily then looked up at the clock, 4:59:59.

"Let the games-" She paused, "Let the games continue." She finished off with a twitch.

The light flickered as the two victims awoke in the large green room. As the two men awoke from the deep; uncomfortable sleep, they gasped at the sight of each other.

"W-who are you?" The first one asked. He was light skinned compared to the other, his fitness was on the edge of being muscular and chubby, he had a full face and short hair, and he was wearing blue jeans and a designer's shirt that fit him well.

"Me? Who are you? How did I get here?" The second one replied. The second one was very dark skinned, his fitness was muscular and well fit, he had short hair, and he was wearing blue jeans and a brown shirt the was almost too tight for his body shape.

"Look, I don't know what the fuck is going on here, but I wanna know now!" The first man screamed.

"Don't be screaming at me! What the fuck is your problem?" He paused, "Wait, how do I know you didn't put me here?"

"Oh yeah genius, I'm gonna kidnap you and put you in the same creepy ass room as me?" He looked around.

"YEAH, yeah you would! Cause you wouldn't want me to think it was you…but I know it was you!"

"Oh please, get over yourself dude"

"You know what…mutherfu-" As the second man was saying that, an intercom went off startling both men. It let out a loud fuzzy noise that made them cover their ears.

"What the fuck?" The second man said.

"Hello gentlemen, I would like to play a game..."

Emily stared at the screen as she looked perplexed. Her features for the first time in Luis' eyes actually showed innocence. She stood there with her arms crossed and with an expression that showed empathy, empathy for those on the two screens in front of her.

"I don't get it," Emily said without realizing.

"What's not to get?" Brittany said as she appeared by her side.

"Well, before there were two separated victims in two separate rooms. Why did he make it two victims in one room?"

Brittany shrugged, "Do you know who they are?"

"Not a clue," she glanced at Luis. "Do you know who they are?"

He approached the screens with caution, and when he got closer his eyes squinted as he struggled to see. After a few seconds he made his hopeless statement, "Naw, I really don't. The only thing that comes to mind," he points to the last screen. "They've gatta be connected to him."

Emily let out an angry moan, "Well duh!"

Luis threw a nasty look at her, and then brought his attention back to the screen. He saw them look up and cover their ears. "Well, do you have speakers for these?"

Emily headed for a control button, "Yeah why?"

He pointed to both screens showing both of them covering their ears. "I think they're listening to something, so my guess is that they'll be given information soon?"

Emily nodded as she turned the speakers on; all that came through was a fuzzy sound. "Well let's listen shall we?"

"…the game is simple; you both are here for one purpose only. The purpose hides beyond a normal conversation but within your personal lives. The key to finding out why you're here is within the heart. The game begins with finding out why you're here; once you figure such minor details out…you'll have to figure out where the keys are so you can unlock this room. There are two keys within this room, both unlock the door but are not in plain sight. You have exactly ONE hour till your time is up and the door is locked forever, and this room becomes your tomb. Live or die, make your choice."

"Well, that was informal huh?" Said the first guy quickly.

"So we're here for one reason? Who knows what that reason is, well he said it was personal" He paused, "Do you have a big dick?" He asked while chuckling.

"C'mon seriously, it can't be about dick size; be real. We only have an hour," A clock showed the precise time 4:48:07 "Well, we had and hour…"

"Aiight, so what's your name?" He started out with.

"Victor, you?" He said softly.

"Will here, are you gay?" He questioned.

"Wow, way to hit the personal level so fast…but no, I'm not gay. Are you?"

Will thought to himself before he spoke, he could be a gang banger…should I tell him? "Uh, I am…you're not gonna try to hurt me for that are you?"

Victor laughed, "Hell no, I'm bi myself."

"Oh," he let out a sigh. "That's good, so where ya from?"

"Florida, you?" Victor stated.

He raised an eyebrow, "I'm from Florida too."

"You think that's it? Cause we're both from Florida?" Victor asked.

"No, it's not that personal. He said it was personal remember?" Will reminded.

"Oh yeah, ugh…" Victor said. He sat down on the floor holding his head with his hands.

Will walked over to him and sat down next to him putting an arm around him, "You okay?"

"No, I mean I don't know why I'm here and I have some stranger with his arm around me. Kinda weird if you ask me." As he said that, Will removed his arm and backed off.

"Well excuse the fuck out of me, asshole" He got up and went back to his side of the room.

"Don't get so fucking pissy, I'm just saying okay?" Victor said as he looked up at Will. "I want to survive, so let's figure this shit out, okay?"

"Yeah sure, the hour is going by fast…we have soooo much time." Will exclaimed while pacing himself around his area.

"Well whoever the hell is doing this must know we'll figure this out soon enough"

"Unless he doesn't plan for us to figure it out, and leaves us both here to die…" Will's eyes bugged out as the thought crossed his mind.

Victor began to reply, "He wouldn't do that…would he?"

"He wouldn't do that would he?" Luis asks, addressing the question to Emily.

"The rules have changed and I-"

"Fuck the rules Emily!" said Brittany as she took her arm, jerking Emily away and forcing her to be face to face. "It's obvious these two don't know each other, so did he plan it that way so both of them would end up dying?"

"Like I was trying to say Brittany…" she turned back to the screens. "The rules have changed, which means I don't know what his intentions are anymore." She let out a sigh.

"So, that means it could be a setup for destruction; all because you helped your friend?"

"Yeah, it's my punishment…" Emily whispered.

"But you don't even know them Emily…" Brittany cried out.

Emily lifted her head up slowly, "You know…you're right I don't. So maybe this doesn't have anything to do with me…it could really be dealing with him…" She pointed to the fifth screen.

"Well it better, because time is passing by." Luis said as he glanced at the clock.

Victor stared at the clock 4:35:37. His hands were rubbing against his thighs as he struggled to feel warm.

"Is it getting cold in here?" He said aloud.

"Yeah it is getting chilly, now that you mention it." Will replied. He started walking around the room as he leaned back on a wall, as he leaned back he let out a yelp as the wall went inwards and two tape recorders popped out. Both were labeled with their names. "Hey, look…it has our names." He tossed Victor's to him and reached for the play button. "It says to play mine first…"

He pressed play, and the eerie voice filled the room. Hello Will, if you have found this tape it means you two have been spending you time unwisely, or else this tape would have never been used; no matter, you want to know what ties you have towards your fellow mate? Think back to a couple months ago when you started chatting with someone online, you fell for him hard…but ending up hurting him ten times harder. Think…think…think… The tape ended leaving Will puzzled and he looked up at Victor who was confused as well.

"Play yours, see what it says." He told Victor. Victor replied with a nod and pressed play.

Hello Victor, I want you to think back recently. You engaged a relationship with a boy who lived miles away, and broke it off with him for the sole purpose that he was to 'good' for you. Think back to the boy that told you his friend…Will…told him how much he loved him. Victor looked up at Will anger. Yes, its coming back isn't it Victor? The pieces are placed back in both of your minds. Now the rest is up to you.

Victor shot up from the ground, "You're Will?" he shouted.

"And you're Victor?" Will replied.

"Now I know what we have in common…" Victor said. "And you broke his heart?"

"So did you…" Will laughed softly.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" He ran towards Will shoving him into the wall with his arm pinned against his neck. "I didn't mean to, unlike you…"

Will struggled to breathe. "What the fuck is your problem?"

Victor let go and back away, "I care for him, a lot. I left him because I knew he cared for you."

"He did?" Will said, but then added. "It was too late, I found someone else that I liked!"

"You're such an asshole…you hurt him so badly…"

"And so did you! Think that makes you any less of an ass than me? Get real!" Will shouted.

Victor closed his eyes for a second and said, "Look, we can hate each other all we want…but that's not going to get us out of here. We know how we're connected; now we have to figure out how he's using that against us."

Will looked at the clock, "Well we better here, because time isn't on our side anymore."

They both glanced at the clock. 4:28:07

"So they are connected to him?" Brittany asked.

"I guess so, but I still don't get where the keys are." Emily said softly.

"Well, did he say anything that might give a hint?" Luis added.

"Not really, I mean he said something about the heart and stuff but-"

"Wait" Brittany interrupted. "You don't think…" She looked at the other two as their eyes went into shock.

Emily looked at both of the men's chest, neither were visible. "They just might be, but we'll have to find out."

"Dammit" Luis said.

He was staring at a row of screens; he let a smile curve upon his lips. He saw Emily, Brittany, and Luis on one; Victor and Will on another; and the rest remained in darkness, only he knew while laid beyond that darkness.

"Stupid teenagers never get these games do they?" He said out loud.

"There's only one who might," said another man in the back hidden by the darkness that surrounded half the room. "Only time will tell right jigsaw?"

"Do not call me such a dumb fouled name!" He roared. "Call me asshole, psycho, anything else but that name."

"I'm sorry sir. So, do you think that the others know they're part of the game?" The man said as he looked at the three individuals on the screen.

"No, but they will soon enough." He let out a chuckle. He sat back in his chair as he watched the events in front of him. It was such an enjoyment to watch these people; as far as he was concerned, the plan was going exactly how he wanted. He brought his attention to the second screen and smiled again as he looked at the clock above. 4:15:45.

"Think one of them will figure it out sir?" The man questioned.

"Well, I do have hope one will figure it out in the end. But if they do not, then the room will be their tomb." He laughed as he realized that his words had rhymed unintentionally, room…tomb.

Victor stood with anger in his eyes. As he burned with fury and just wanted to hurt him, and making sure he wouldn't breathe again. As those thoughts came about, his chest started inching. It became irritating until he started scratching it; he felt a tear in his chest as he began to look, there was a scar sewed together with stitches. His eyes went wide as things started connecting in his mind. "The key… is within the heart… There are two keys within this room, both unlock the door but are not in plain sight"

"Not in plain sight…" Victor said to himself. "Two keys…within the heart…I have a scar…which means he has one too!" He raised his head. "I know where the key is…I know." He walked slowly towards Will who was turned away with his head down, clearly in concentration. He saw a rusty metal pipe lying on the ground, as he approached Will he quietly picked the pipe up. "Hey Will?" He said innocently

"Yeah?" Will replied as he went to turn around.

Victor quickly swung the pipe at Will's chest. It hit Will so hard he went flying into the wall with a loud grunt. He stood over Will who was coughing hard.

"What the fuck Victor?" He said looking up at him.

Victor bent down and ripped his shirt to see his chest. Sure enough there was a stitched scar. "I want that fucking key, I don't deserve to die…"

Will looked at the scar as his eyes went wide; he looked up and saw Victor about to hit him again. He thought quickly, "I'm not the one who's going to die."

"OH shit!" Said Luis almost entertained by this.

"I think they figured it out," Brittany said. "And both of them seem determined."

"Yeah, except I don't know who's going to win…It's like a balanced playing field, and Victor had the first strike. They both seem smart, so I don't think Will is going to give in."

"So you mean…"

"Yeah," She paused, and continued talking in a hushed tone. "There will be blood…"

"Oh fuck." Said Luis now horrified of the thought.

Will swung his feet at Victor's crotch area, he hit him hard leaving Victor crying out as the pipe slipped out of his hand and he went down on the floor.

"YOU FUCKER!" Victor screamed.

Will quickly got up gripping the pipe in his hand, "I told you, I'm not the one who's dying today…"

Victor's eyes got wide, but quickly soften when he saw Will's concentration broken by the clock counting down. He gathered strength, and when he went to get up he saw a shinny object in his corner where he awoke. He reached over quietly and retrieved a scalpel. "Now the rest is up to you." He thought back, "I'm not supposed to die." Victor said quietly, and Will didn't hear him. He grasped the scalpel in his hand and got up meeting Will at eye level.

"Ah, gonna stop being a crybaby?" He mocked remembering the clock in his head, 4:09:38.

"I understand Will, you didn't want him okay?"

"What are you talking about?" Will question, as he took a moment to remember why they were both there. "Oh, you mean him…well I guess you could say that. It's just I didn't see any use for him." He paused, "I found someone better, someone closer." He chuckled.

"YOU BASTARD!" He ran up to Will and stabbed him in the shoulder, missing his target.

Will screamed in pain as he swung the pipe at Victor's face. Victor flew across the floor as his cheek split open and blood oozed out, he lost grip of the scalpel. Will, breathing heavy, picked the scalpel up walking towards Victor.

"You fucker…you are so dead now." Will stated as blood began leaking from his shoulder.

Victor laid still until he heard Will's voice being close, he took a peak and when he saw where Will was he took his foot and bashed it into his knee. You heard the crack of his knee loud and clear as he screamed, as his knee bone split through his jeans from the back; he feel to the ground in pain.

"FUCKKKK!" Will screamed.

Victor got up and gathered the strength to grab the scalpel again, and achieve the key. He ran over to Will who cried in pain as his pants were covered in blood from the puddle that now surrounded him; Will looked slowly up to him, horrified.

"Why man? What did I do?" he asked.

"Like he said, 'the rest is up to you'. Remember? He didn't say 'us' he said 'you' meaning ME!"

"No…no no no no!" Will screamed as he felt paralyzed of pain.

Victor took the chance, he used his body weight and raised the scalpel and slammed down onto Will's chest and pulled the scalpel through his skin hearing him scream of pain. Blood began covering Victor's face as he kept tearing Will's skin with the scalpel. He kept going, but it was taking to long; so he went to stabbing him. Victor began stabbing, and stabbing; realizing that this may be his last moment alive and he wasn't giving it up easily. The blood now covered Victor's arms and his designer's shirt; it covered more than half of the dead Will's chest, and now covered the tiled floor of which Will was laying on. Yet, Victor kept stabbing him crying as he did so; he never pictured himself doing something like this just for survival.

When he saw the glimmer of silver in the corner of his eye he gasped as he let the scalpel fall from his hands. He reached into Will's bloody chest and felt for the key, as he did that he glanced at the clock, 4:01:45.

"Oh fuck!" Victor exclaimed.

He felt harder for the key, when he found it he gripped tight. He pulled out as trails of veins and ripped muscle was tangled around the key, he groaned in disgust as the key was covered in blood. He tried getting all the gross flesh that hung onto the key off. The clock got louder in his ears. He quickly got up as he stared at the now dead Will in awe. But his stance was broken with the noise got louder, 4:00:44.

He hurried for the door, knowing his freedom was on the other side. Tears began covering his eyes as he struggled with the lock. The beeping in the room got louder and louder. He was still struggling, "OH FUCK!" He screamed. He was trying to hang onto the key with blood covering his hands; he wiped one of quickly while glancing at the clock, 4:00:15.

"SHIT!" He screamed, as it hit the final ten seconds the beeping became extremely loud. He finally got the key in and turned it, the lock broke off and the door slid open. He screamed loudly and hurried out the door. He heard the final beeps as the door slammed shut and heard a dead-bolt lock click.

"AHHHH!" Victor screamed as tears rolled down his blood face. He began sobbing at what he just did to live another day. Looking at his bloody hands which now stained his arms he began to rub his arms against his clothes, which were already bloody enough, hoping the blood would rub off. "I'm alive you fucker! I'm alive!"

"Oh my god." Emily groaned seeing Victor covered in blood.

"That was the nastiest thing I've ever witness." Brittany said.

"This is one fucked up dude…" Luis yelled.

Emily's eye caught the second screen, Brittany's room, as a doll on a tricycle passed the open door.

"Oh shit," Emily said. "He's going back to kill Victor!" She ran for the door.

"What, how do you know? Brittany said.

"That doll…it's one of his works, a mute time-bomb. It's a bomb that goes off without being able to save your own ass."

"And what are you doing?" Luis said as he curiously observed her actions.

"Saving him...duh!" Emily shouted.

"What if the rules are changed again?" Brittany said, worried out of her mind.

"Then so be it, we'll get him out alive, even if we go against his fucking rules." Emily said, determined.

Before anything else could be said, Emily was gone; and she closed the door behind her. Neither Luis nor Brittany thought to even step foot out of that room.

Suddenly down the hall Victor heard a squeaking noise. Appearing from a corner was this ugly doll riding a tricycle, he kept going until it was a foot away from Victor.

"What the hell?" He sniffled. He went to touch the doll.

"NO!" He heard a voice scream behind him, Victor looked. It was a girl, skinny and decent looking.

"OH MY GOD!" Victor got up and ran to the girl. "Help me…please…please!" He began to sob again.

"I-I-I just come with me…hurry!" She yelled.

As Victor's hand was taken from the strange girl, he got up and ran with her. After a few seconds he heard an explosion from behind them. He looked back seeing the amount of fire that came from the doll on that bike.

"Holy fuck!" He screamed, and then turned to the girl whose gaze was only forward. "Thank you."

"Look, the rules have been changed Victor and he's in trouble." The girl said.

"Yo-you mean?" He gave her a look that she replied with a nod. "What's happened to him?" He asked, still running.

"Well, I'm not entirely sure, but whatever it is…it's not going to be easy." She kept running. "By the way, I'm Emily."

"Victor, but I think you already know that."

"This is so fucking insane Luis." Brittany said.

"I know, but what can we do?" Luis replied.

:"I don't know but-"

Before she could finish her sentence, Victor and Emily came running in and out of breath.

"Oh my god, I thought I was gonna die!" Victor screamed as Emily closed the door. Victor broke down yet again.

"Hey man, are you alright?" Luis asked.

Victor looked up to the attractive male. "No, no I'm not. Do you not see what I've done!?" He looked at his hands, his arms, and his shirt. But when he looked back up, he stared being the man; he stared at the five T.V. screens. "Wh-what the fuck is going on?"

"Victor…" Emily said. "You gatta understand, I never meant for this to happen."

"You, you did this?"

"It started out with me…but."

"YOU DID THIS?"

"Victor, yes I understand you're furious…" Brittany spoke.

"What, are you part of this fucking game too?" He screamed.

"Yeah, I survived." She lifted up her half eaten hand that had dry blood from the tip of her fingers to her elbow. "I survived just like you, because of her." She looked at Emily.

"Yes Emily began this whole thing, but because she helped save me…things changed for the worse." Brittany frowned.

Victor looked back to the attractive man, "And you're a victim too?"

"Well, I'm Luis, and as far as I know…I'm apart of the game." Luis said in a puzzled way.

Emily sighed, "Luis I think it's time you know exactly why you are here…" she paused. "You see…"

"She interfered again sir. What do we do?" the man asked.

"We let our next victim work things out." He chuckled slightly.

"Do you think he'll make it?"

"Well, that I'm not sure…but I wanna see what's going to happen. It's starting to get interesting."

The man nodded behind him. "It is indeed getting interesting…and only more interesting if they knew what was in store." The man thought.