Hunter Art sat up straight as a rotten smell came to his nose. He attempted to move but his legs didn't work nor did his neck, his arms worked fine but they could only go so far. A sudden static noise pierced through Hunter's ears and a dark cold voice followed.

"Hello Hunter Art, I know you but sadly you don't know me. But that is not why you are here, I'm sure your lovely children will fill you in if you make it out alive. As you can see your legs are completely useless and so it your neck, but they aren't useless for breaking. Your arm's are able to work as well as your hands which you will use in this task if you want to see another sunset. Sunsets are quite beautiful but you wouldn't know because you are always out every night getting drunk. Your task is to grab the key before you and unlock yourself before your own body crushes itself. Your neck is in a brace which is automatically moved by wires and so are you legs. You will start to feel pressure as extra weight is added to your body and you will finally die. You have five minutes, make your choice,"

A loud beeping noise started and Hunter felt the brace on his neck and legs push in towards his body. Hunter saw the silver key in front of him and he reached his hand out to grab it but extra weight was pushed onto his back and he cried out in pain. He attempt again but his ribs started to crack under pressure and he felt his knees break as well.

The door flew open as Kevin walked through it, instantly the rotten smell of days old flesh reached his nose and he coughed violently. His throat burned and his eyes watered, but he forced himself to walk down the hallway. Hi looked around to see a clean hallway until he came to an opened door where a large tank held what looked like bugs. Chains hung from the ceiling and blood crusted the rim of the tank. Kevin moved on to the next room which had a strong disgusting smell. Kevin bent over trying to catch his breath as he walked to the room but once he peered into it he puked. In the room was a dead body, but not just any dead body, the body had huge chunks of flesh torn out of it's body, blood darkened and crusted around it and the chunks of flesh hung from chains that seem to have been driven into the victim's skin. Small bugs crawled over him and they seemed to be eating at the victim, bone was visible on the legs, rib cage and on the face. His eyes were still in it's sockets but his mouth and nose looked like it was torn off. Kevin moved away from the room and smell he was terrified now that he saw what Jigsaw was really capable of.

A loud crunch made its way to Hunter's ears as his knee popped out of it's socket. Blood flew out onto the floor before him and pain raced through his body like wild fire.

"Help, me, oh my god HELP ME!"

Hunter cried in pain as one of his left ribs snapped and pierced through the skin. His vision went in and out as blood flowed freely from his body. A sliding noise came from the left and Hunter saw a cloaked figure wit ha remote in it's hand.

"HELP ME PLEASE!" hunter shouted as another rib broke.

The figure pressed a button on the remote and the weights released their tension and the braces unlocked, letting Hunter fall to the floor. The figure came over and helped Hunter to his feet.

"It's ok dad," a soft high voice said gently from under the hood.

"Melissa?" Hunter asked in awe.

The figure nodded and literally dragged her father out of the room to safety.

In a small room sat John who was surrounded by assorted tv's and security consoles. He sighed as his apprentice pulled her father towards the two other figures.

"Failed," John said quietly to himself.

He was dying and he needed an apprentice who wouldn't back down, one who wouldn't care if their victim died or not. He needed someone who was sane enough to kill and one who was willing to take his place. John looked at a single tv screen and smiled. He knew who his apprentice was going to be.

Kevin puked at the corner of the hallway before moving towards an open room. He knew what was to expect, a test for him was awaiting him but before he did, he gathered all his courage and ran into the room. There sat a sobbing woman who's feet was completely torn, blood splatted her from head to toe and one side of her face the skin was completely scratched off by what seemed to be a saw blade.

"Are you ok?" Kevin asked coming closer.

The woman didn't reply, only sobbed.

"Who are you?"

The woman lifted her head to reveal herself the officer before her. Her black hair hung in her face, a necklace that was once golden was now blood red and a perfect face that was beautiful in everyway was now torn and broken in expression.

"Marissa?"

A/N: Not as gory or gross as i intended it to be, but I promise that the next one will :) reviews are welcome. thanxs