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Kevin held the note in his hand; his eyes reread it over and over again. Was this just a cruel prank to tease Kevin? Why would Jigsaw directly call him out like that?
"Detective," said the female SWAT member, "what should we do?"
He slipped the message into his pocket and looked back at his team. "One of you needs to get Paula, the other two stay here. I have to go in there," Kevin explained.
"Sir, are you crazy?" said a male SWAT member, "I'm not letting you walk in there. It's clearly a trap."
"I have to follow his rules. I'm not being brave or courageous. But from what I've heard, if you don't follow Jigsaw's rules, you die," Kevin told them in his stern, officer voice.
"Yeah?" said the female. "Well from what I've heard, everyone ends up dying anyways."
"Well, better me than anyone else who goes in," said Kevin with a grin.
He walked toward the metallic door and opened it with little struggle. The three SWAT members watched Kevin walk in, looking at one another and mentally debating whether or not to follow him.
Slam!
Suddenly, the door forcefully shut. Kevin had just managed to step inside. Anyone else that followed him would've been crushed by the strength of the metal door.
Kevin pulled the pistol from his holster and turned toward the metal door. Anxiety was started to kick in; the room was relatively dark, and the only light was from the many cracks and holes in the walls that allowed the sunset light to come through.
The detective grabbed another note from the door and pulled it off. The new note read: 'Hurry Detective. Once the door shuts you have thirty seconds to get on the elevator; if you fail, you will be stuck here forever. I will ensure this.'
Slipping it into his pocket, Kevin ran down the corridor and toward the elevator. A television set with a VHR player at the top was several yards in front of the elevator. Kevin stopped for a moment to look at it; directly underneath the television were two VHR tapes that had a name written across each. One read 'Isaac', and the other read 'Roy.' Inside of the VHR, another tape could be seen, that one read 'Alison'.
"I knew it," Kevin quickly muttered as he ran into the elevator. A set of buttons could be found, all of them had been removed except for one: a button that had the number '2' on it.
Kevin wasted no time in pressing it, and the elevator soon began to rise. All the while it made odd, creaking, noises. The detective grabbed the railing with one hand and held his gun tight with the other. It wasn't long before the elevator stopped, but the doors did not open.
Jade walked toward the door on the other side of the room. She looked down at her hands; very tiny shards were stuck in them. Several attempts were made to remove them with the tips of her fingernails, but each time it just ended in another cry of pain.
She inserted the key into the metallic door, and after several clanks the door opened up. Jade walked into the fairly dark room, fluorescent tubes dimly lit it. Her pace was slow as she saw a metal bed-like object in the middle of the room.
A black man was laying on it, completely nude with the exception of his boxers. Cuffs attached to his wrists and ankles, which held him firmly in place. "P-p-please…h-help me," he struggled to say.
"Oh my God," Jade gasped as she came closer to the man. He had bandages wrapped around his chest and arms. IVs were injected into his forearms, an oxygen mask was placed over his nose, and a firm brace was wrapped around his damaged neck. "What happened to you?" she asked.
The man, too in pain to speak, simply looked over at a chain that hung from the dark ceiling. A tape recorder was attached to the bottom of the chain where a handle was placed. This chain was meant to be pulled. "D-don't…pull the handle. Please."
"Okay, don't worry! I won't!" she said as she bit her lip. This poor man's state quickly distracted her from her bleeding hands.
Jade grabbed the chain and pulled off the tape recorder which also had a photo glued to the back of it. There were two men on this photo: her 'husband' Roy…and the man that was lying in the room with Jade. The man was giving Roy a bag filled with some sort of substance. Jade removed the photo and looked at the back of it, the words, 'Roy and Isaac' had been written.
"Are those—drugs?" she asked in a whisper as she clicked the button on the tape recorder. She looked at Isaac with confusion. Had this been the man who had supplied Roy with drugs all those months?
"Hello, again, Isaac," came Jigsaw's voice from the recorder. "If you are listening to this then that means your life is in the hands of Jade. Do you know who she is, Isaac? She's Roy's wife…the same Roy who you supplied drugs to and furthered his addiction."
Isaac closed his eyes as Jade's widened. "You're the one who did this to Roy?" she shouted as the recording continued.
"Your condition is very poor, Isaac; you should consider yourself lucky that you managed to survive my quadruple scythe trap. You don't have very much longer in this world. But if you manage to convince Jade to save your life than I shall give you your freedom. I hope you see the irony in this, Isaac. For once you depended on drugs to survive financially, now you depend on the drugs in your IV bags to, literally, survive. Without drugs your whole world would fall apart…you would be crushed," a chuckle came from Jigsaw.
"Jade, you need another key to enter the next room. There are two keys around you right now. There is one key at the edge of the room, where another heap of glass shards await you. Or, kill Isaac and exchange his life for the other key to the next room. Can you get over your obsession over Roy and forgive Isaac? Or will the fact that he supplied the majority of drugs to Roy take over your emotions? This is completely up to you, Jade. I promise you there is no trickery in my words. Will Isaac die in this room or shall he recover from his injuries? It's up to you, Jade. Let the game begin."
Jade shook her head and let the recorder drop to the floor. "You!" Jade shouted as she flung the photo aside. "You...bastard!" she no longer cared that this man may be lying on his deathbed.
"I am…" he took in a deep breath, "…s-sorry."
"You're sorry?" Jade said with a laugh, "I'm afraid sorry doesn't quiet cut it. My husband is dead now because of you! If it wasn't for that fucking addiction he wouldn't of been killed by this fucking psycho!"
"D-d-dead? H-he died…?" Isaac asked in a slow manner. His face remained emotionless, but he was surprised by what he had heard.
"Yeah; apparently he's dead. I hope you feel pretty damned guilty about it. You're a scumbag. You're probably the cause of addiction for many other people too," she said with a scowl as she walked over to the chain, "so for the benefit of them and for Roy's death. I think I'm gonna kill you."
"N-no…please," he begged with tears in his eyes.
"I hope you go to Hell," Jade shook her head and grabbed the chain, remembering that Isaac asked her not to pull the chain.
Her hand tugged down on the chain and a sudden clank occurred. A large, iron, weight dropped down from the ceiling and landed on Isaac's stomach.
"Aaaah!" he managed to shout; blood shot from his mouth as he curled his fingers in pain. Isaac coughed and choked as blood trickled down the side of his face. "Please…" Isaac whispered softly as he coughed up another splatter of blood.
Whiiiiiir—clank!
Another metallic weight dropped from the heavens and slammed against Isaac's chest. The cracking of bones could be heard as blood now emerged from his sides; another eruption of blood came from his mouth as he tilted his head back, eyes opened wide. Isaac couldn't even scream anymore as his lungs began to fill with blood and his heart was pierced with a broken bone.
Jade held the chain still as she watched Isaac's painful death. She was no longer angry, but scared and full of regret for her sudden action. "I'm sorry," Jade said to Isaac, who managed to tilt his head to her with his last bit of strength.
Clank!
One last weight fell from the ceiling and crushed Isaac's head. The back of his head ripped open, blood and brain spewed from it while his eyes popped and blood shot in Jade's direction from the force of the falling weight. Isaac's skull was broken under the powerful weight.
Jade moved away from the chain and her back hit the wall. "Aaaah!" she screamed in horror as she gripped her own arms. She continued to scream as she looked at Isaac's crushed body and her own feet, wet with the blood of the drug dealer.
The three SWAT members waited outside of the metal door as it slammed shut. One of them ran to it and attempted to open it. "Damn it," he said, walking away from the locked door.
"I'll go get Paula, then," said the female member; the other two agreed with her decision. "Try to see if there's another way to get in. Whether it's a trap or not, we can't leave Kevin in there by himself," she suggested.
"All right. We'll go look around, but be quick," said one of them as they walked toward the other side of the building in the hopes that they would find another door.
The female member jogged over to the SWAT truck and quickly got into the driver's side. A sigh came from her as she removed her helmet. "Damn thing is such a pain," said Grace, letting her long, blond hair wave behind her head.
To be continued…
