Melissa woke to a familiar rotten and musty smell, her nose hairs burned as she attempted to get to her feet but failed. To her horror she was cased in a metal box and the rotten smell was the rest of Blake Dens. Melissa screamed as a spider made it's way up her pant leg and onto her stomach. All eight black eyes looked at her curiously then it scampered away. Melissa's hand touched something familiar as she picked up the recorder and pressed 'PLAY'.
"Hello and welcome to hell," a familiar voice said eerily playful, "As you see you are trapped in a box containing the remains of Blake Dens the player who always let people down. But of course he doesn't do that anymore,"
"Hayden?" Melissa asked in curiosity.
"Your task is very simple actually, survive and see another day. You already know what your problem is, know lets see if you can survive it. As you can tell you are in a metal box which will be your casket in two minutes unless you can escape. To your left is a lever that will release flesh eating bugs onto you and Blake's remains, to your right is a lever that will release a whirling saw just above you and the casket. Don't worry, the saw is able to penetrate the metal like a knife going through paper,"
"Hayden it's me, Melissa!"
"Below you at your feet is an empty container and a hacksaw which will start up after this message is done. Release one pint of blood from your body and the casket top will open up and if you don't you will die one way or another. After one minute the left lever will release the bugs then after the last minutes it will release the saw. Careful where you move, you don't want to die...yet. Live or die, make your choice,"
The recorder clicked off and the hacksaw near Melissa's foot started to whirl quickly and waited to spill blood. Above her the saw started up and spun quickly in mid-air while sounds of pincers and legs clicking against shells echoed to the left of her.
"Hayden!" Melissa screamed.
Kevin led Kara and Hunter down a hallway and they came to two door that had HUNTER on one and KARA on the other. Hunter's fury raised.
"This guy is the murderer," Hunter said pointing a finger at Kevin.
Kevin knew that the man was nuts, "I am not, there is a door with my name on it as well,"
Behind him was a door marked KEVIN.
"What do we do?" Kara asked fearfully.
"We go through our doors and see what happens," Kevin said but Hunter shook his head.
"We go back the way we came and wait for our child,"
"Children," Kara corrected.
Hunter rolled his eyes.
"We go through out own door,"
Kevin opened his door and noticed that it was pitch black, without fear he walked in and the door slammed behind him.
"Idiot," Hunter said and then realized his wife was at her's, "What the hell are you doing?"
"Going through, it may be my escape out of here," Kara said opening her door inside was pitch black as well, "Good-bye,"
Hunter watched helplessly as his wife walked through the door, then his opened by itself and showed a small dim bulb that hung from the ceiling. He walked through and then noticed there was a tape recorder, he picked it up and pressed PLAY.
"Hello Hunter," John's cold voice echoed in the small room, "You have not learned anything from your task have you?"
Hunter tried to protest but John was on a roll.
"I know that your daughter was generous enough to save you but even if you did survive on your own you still would be calling your daughter a monster. You have no love for any of your family members except your son Dimitri, you only married Kara for her money and you have not been very fatherly to your daughter Melissa. I know that doing a task will not help you in any way of loving Melissa and that you will still not accept her to be your daughter. So therefore I have come up with a conclusion that you are a hopeless cause going nowhere and therefore you shall go nowhere. This room is now and forever your tomb. In five minutes a saw will be released and it will decapitate you. Live the last five minutes of your life in prosperity. Good-bye Hunter Art,"
A light flickered on and Kara saw a tape recorder on the table she picked it up and pressed 'PLAY'.
"Hello Kara," John voice said, it was calm, "You have failed your test because you were saved by your son, Dimitri who had failed at playing by the rules. He has given his life up for you and you still don't love him like a son but I know that you secretly still like him as a friend and I respect that. Not all parents can get along with their kids like others can, you admitted that you hated him and I am great full that you admitted that much. But can you admit that you did wrong on ignoring your son completely and live to see another day?Kevin walked through darkness until a light flickered on, there was no tape recorder only a chair and someone sitting in it.
"Who's there?" Kevin asked.
The sound of a revolver clicking echoed in Kevin's ears as the person turned to reveal himself as Hayden. He had a crazy look in his eyes and the corner of his mouth turned up into a smirk.
"Hello Kevin,"
The timer on the top of the metal box showed it 00:59:59 A minute has passed quickly and the lever to her left lifted and 10 bugs scurried out and crawled over her body and Blake's remains. Melissa screamed in pain as a beatle dug it's pincers into her leg and pulled out a huge shuck of flesh. Melissa attempted to get the bottom of her foot into the hacksaw but she couldn't every time she tried the saw would whirl onto her foot and send pieces of skin flying everywhere along with her blood. She couldn't see that happen but she did want to survive. Melissa cautiously placed the bottom of her foot near the sharps picks of the hacksaw and pushed her foot down into it. She let out a blood-curling scream but didn't move she knew that movement would only further more damage to herself. The bugs were now spotted with her blood on their hard shells as they walked right up to her foot and feasted on her dead skin. 00:19:59. Melissa watched as the container filled to the top with her blood and then the metal box latch's released with three clicks and Melissa pushed up and stumbled out onto the floor. There she layed crying, blood oozed out of her foot wound like a waterfall and the bugs climbed out of the box and stood around her blood and started suck it all up. Melissa screamed as a spider came up and started to chew slowly in a rhythmic kind of way on her foot. She turned her foot over and squashed it with the knife edge of her foot then got up. Her right foot hurt like hell as she tried to walk but she then saw a note written in black marker that was taped onto the door, beside the note was a stick. FOR VICTIM, NOT TAMPERED WITH. Melissa then took the stick to be a cane and leaned against it and it supported her weight easily. The girl pushed the door open and walked through wandering the hallways looking for Hayden
Hunter pounded at the door but it drained his energy quickly. He looked at the clock to see
00:00:59, the seconds ticked slowly and the saw whirled to life just above him. Hunter looked at the door to find out that it was in fact bolted shut on the outside. He cursed his life, his family and most of all Melissa for bringing him into this.
"You are still blaming her?" John said, his voice covered the whole room, "You were suppose to live that last few hours of your life in love and hope, not hate and greed,"
Hunter turned angrily to the speakers, "How the hell do you know what I am thinking?"
"Your expression gives it al away. You see I have seen many expressions over my life time, many of them have been fear, sadness, depression, greed, and power hunger. I have never once seen a man or woman with a smile or man or woman actually grateful for life. I only see people all over fussing over life and how it would be easier to be rich or have a better family. You fall under family matters, you are unappreciative of your family and there fore you have no love any more for anything what so ever,"
Hunter roared at the speakers, "I do have love for my family!"
"No you don't!" John roared back, "You only pretend to love so that your family will give you their actual love back,"
00:00:10.
"You have ten more seconds to live, live it well,"
And with that the speakers shut off with a static shock. Hunter pounded at the door with his fists making loud booming noises hoping that someone will save him.
00:00:05.
The whirling got louder as the five seconds turned to four, then three, two, one...
00:00:00.
The saw zoomed down from the ceiling and sliced right through Hunter's neck. His head fell to the floor with a sickening thump! and his headless body fell against the door. His last thoughts: loving his family.
Kara sat in the room with the tape recorder in her hand. She wanted to live and she wanted to love her son Dimitri but she couldn't. She only liked him as a friend, but not a best friend. Kara stood and then walked around the room, her mind raced all through the memories of Dimitri terrorizing Melissa. The time he put worms in her desk drawer, the time he spilled hot water on her back to the time when he left her in the middle of a forest on a camping trip. She had to call in search and rescue just to find her, the team found her up a tree and it took them 20 hours to convince her to come down. Kara shook her head of the horrible memories of her son. No she hated him, loathed him, wanted to see him in prison even but then she thought of all the fun times she had with him. He was indeed more of a friend then a son.
"It is time Kara," John's voice said over the speakers.
"I do love him a bit John," Kara said with a glow in her eyes, "I do love him a bit,"
A silence over the speakers then, "You do admit that you love him?"
"Yes,"
"I am only asking you that you love him for who he is...or was,"
Fear entered Kara's heart, "Was? Where the hell is he? What did you do?"
Laughter came over the speakers in a static noise, "He is alright but he won't live much longer. After he saved you he came to find me and got himself a sliced up liver,"
Kara didn't say anything.
"I will hold my end of the bargain and let you leave alive,"
Another door opened and shouts entered the hallway.
"Go," John said and that was it.
"Where is my son?!" Kara shrieked.
Kara noticed that the door to her freedom was starting to close and she dashed forward and a flashlight shone in her eyes.
"Who are you?" a rough voice said grabbing her frail arms. Voices of command were behind him.
"I'm Kara Art," Kara replied in fear.
"We have a survivor!"
Shouts of joy echoed around the exhausted woman as she was pushed into an ambulance and taken away. Her mind was only set on one thing; finding her son.
Kevin struggled with the door but Hayden laughed loudly, his voice echoed in the room.
"You can't leave," Hayden said with the revolver in his hand, "The real game is just getting started,"
"Let me out you freak!" Kevin shouted at the boy.
"Aw, you always told me that calling people names was not nice,"
Kevin leapt at Hayden who side stepped and then brought the revolver handle down on his back. A rib popped out of place and Kevin screamed on the floor in pain.
"Let's try this again," Hayden said his dark cold voice took over, "You aren't allowed to leave unless I unlock the door. I want you to die for what you did to me and all the others!"
Kevin stood but then fell to one knee as pain swept through his body like fire. He watched helplessly as Hayden advanced forward and he cocked the revolver once more.
"One thing is for sure officer," Hayden said in an eerie voice, "You will never get out of here alive,"
A/N: Ohh, Hayden too is know slowly starting to break the rules as well. He is placing his revenge in front of his loyalty to John. This family affair is almost over. Reviews are welcome thanxs :)