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JIGSAW: LIVE OR DIE
Chapter 2: A Few Rules
The strangers stepped out of the cubes, they looked around at each other while some were too anxious to make eye contact, and a few were looking around the mysterious room for a way out.
"Hey, what's your name?" Tanaya asked, pointing at a frail older woman.
"It's Marge, now don't ask me any more questions, I don't want to get to know you and don't point. It's rude." Marge walks away and sits down on a few steps near a cube.
"Does anyone know where the fuck we are?" A tall slender caucasian man yells out.
"No. I mean, well I don't. Although I've heard of kidnappings where people wake up in some sort of machine and have to do some horrible things to get free…" Another man says in a suspicious tone.
"Yeah, we probably got abducted by the Jigsaw killer.." A girl standing furthest away from everyone says.
Just those words, Jigsaw Killer. Sends a chilling wave of fear into everyone's spine.
"Are we supposed to know one another? Have we wronged the person that kidnapped us?" Tanaya asks, as everyone joins in closer forming an unorganized circle.
"My name's Ben, I'm thirty-two and the last thing I remember is heading out to my car with groceries and BAM I was stabbed with something and dragged into a van." Ben enthusiastically explains.
"I was leaving a bar and decided to take the wrong path home I guess, someone must have been following me. I was probably drugged like you and then the last thing I remember I woke up in that glass cube." Tanaya says glancing around at everyone but feeling a bit more uneasy.
"Hi. I'm Ashley. Nothing out of the ordinary happened for me. I just woke up and someone was standing at the side of my bed and tried to suffocate me. It was awful. I never did anything to anyone! But if it's the Jigsaw Killer We're totally fucked!." Ashley cries out, frustrated and exhausted.
"We probably are, usually someone or all of us did something unspeakable to be put through one of Jigsaw's games. I would know, a close friend of mine survived one of his tests." An ominous voice coming from a guy in a navy blue hoodie says.
"And who are you? What happened to your friend?" Ben asks.
"Her name is Simone. She was put through some kind of test where cutting off her own flesh meant trying to win against a coworker who was heavier than her. So, as her last resort she cut off her arm to survive. Also, I'm Ross." He pulls down his hood, revealing himself to everyone. Ross was shorter than everyone, slim and had dark skin.
Before anyone else could speak, an abrupt sound interrupts them. An intercom above gets their attention.
"Hello. You're probably confused. That's normal. But the game is just getting started, you've heard of me. Well that is a few of you have. Then you should know a few rules...
What you're wearing is a device I created to help you understand the consequences of the refusal to play the game. The gauntlets have injected each of you with a specific poison. While also extracting your blood into six vials for a cure to move on in each of my tests. No loopholes here."
"Rule one, If you try to damage or remove the device from your arm, it will detonate causing your body to react to the poison, mainly paralysis and severe blood hemorrhaging. Therefore you will die a slow and painful death."
Jigsaw continues, everyone begins to panic.
"Rule two. In order to successfully pass a test, the objectives must be done before time runs out. As for the third, escaping will lead to immediate death. Those are all I ask. Now we move on to our first test, In the cubes from which you all have departed from lies a toolbox with instruments inside taped to the bottom on the chair. There you will discover your salvation to move on to the next task. You have thirty minutes. Live or Die, Make your choice, let the game begin..."
The timer on each persons gauntlet signals a countdown, setting the test for thirty minutes. It begins.
Everyone scrambles, rushing to their respected cubes. First was Ben, he flips his chair over and notices a black box, he opens it to see an x-ray photo. There seems to be an object lodged into his right pectoral muscle. The tool inside he must use looks to be a medical knife with an angled blade. A note next to it reads "Cut out your past."
"This is fucked! What did I do to deserve this!" He grabs the knife, shouting like a mad man.
Ben, gripping the knife and shaking with fear, he starts cutting across his skin but not deep enough to dig into the light wound. Little blood comes out, aware of the time he has, 15 minutes left, he savagely stabs himself this time and pulls down from top right to bottom left, ripping open the skin as he tears flesh away, blood gushing everywhere making a pool on the floor. He then takes his fingers and inserts them into the deep cut, feeling around for the object. Blood and flesh slushes around, he feels something and rips it out. A metal tile with a small number etched onto it. FOUR.
Ashley makes it to her cube, stumbling up the steps she practically crashes into the chair face first, slitting her right cheek. "Shit! What the hell!" Ashley pulls the box off the chairs bottom and opens it. An x-ray of a skull, her skull, with an object near her left eye. Inside the box was a hand mirror, tweezers and a small dull pocket knife. Next to the knife was a note. " "See the truth, cut out the lies."
"Is this a joke!?" "I'm not fucking doing this demented bullshit!" Ash throws the knife and mirror across the floor. Panicking she crouches down to the floor.
"If I don't do this I'm going to die..." She mumbles. Ash hears Ben crying out, seeing blood splatter onto the floor in his cube. "He's fucked up."
Ash walks over to the knife and now broken mirror, holds it up to her eye and notices a weird diamond shape. There was only one way out and that was through, through the skin under her eye, slicing open her bottom eyelid multiple times with the dull knife and down just slightly past her bleeding cheek bone. A sliver of the piece reveals itself, screaming from the pain, her stomach turning, she takes the tweezers and tries to pick at the tile but can't seem to get a good hold on it, instead she takes her index finger and slides under the object lodged underneath, stretching out the skin and pops it out onto the floor. Completing the test with fifteen minutes left, the metal tile reads the number TWO etched into it.
Tanaya hears nothing but screams and sees nothing but chaos taking place around as she peeks outside the cube. Everyone was going mad.
She grabs the box underneath the chair, pulling off the duct tape. The small black box has an x-ray photo of a foot along with a note. "Living as a fake, cut out the imposter."
She had questioned why her foot was a little sore ever since she got there but assumed it was from the abduction. Tanaya also notices the pointed tip pliers inside. "What kind of game IS this?" "My FOOT!" "Hell nah..."
She gets up and begins to pace back and forth just angrily cussing about, but end ups sitting in the chair, takes off her shoes and unravels her socks to check out her feet. She didn't seem to see anything wrong with her left but on her right was an imprint of the square tile like blood wasn't getting to that part of her skin. It was right on the bottom of her foot dead in the middle. "Bitch! why me and of all places!?"
There was no knife in the both that she could fine, only the photo and the pliers.
Tanaya takes the pliers, touches the spot where the tile is as the tingling sensation jolts her.
"Just breathe.. you're a bad bitch.. rip it out like a band aid.. only got ten minutes left damn it." She takes the pliers, slowly gains the energy to get this over with, A battle cry scream emits from her lungs as she jams the jagged pliers twice into her foot to pull the tile out. She manages to slice open the harder skin closest to her heel and then grabs onto the tile with the pliers pulling out the bloodied object. Holding up the object with the pliers, it's etched with a SEVEN.
Most of the others manage to get through their tests, even though Marge had the most difficult but she made it.
Each person walks up to the wall, Tanaya limping, as the timer read five minutes remaining. At eye level, seven individual magnetic plates with a name listed above each they read to a corresponding number. Ross walked up and placed his, ONE. The next name illuminated in white, Ashley. She walked up and placed hers, TWO. Next was a man named Will, THREE. Ben walked up and placed his as the fourth. Marge placed hers onto the next plate, FIVE.
The next name illuminated, Parker. But parker was still in his cube.
"C'mon man! you only have two minutes until the test ends! Hurry up or you won't make it!" Will shouts out encouragingly.
"I can't. This.. This is morbid. This fucker wants me to slit my own throat to get this object!" Parker yells back.
"It's suicide..." Marge says.
"Tanaya, you need to place your tile on the plate, theirs nothing we can do for him now. It's his choice to make." Ben says sadly, placing his hand on her shoulder.
Tanaya looks at Parker, and looks at Ben. She nods in agreement. "The game only gets worse from here.." She places her tile on the plate before the timer reaches zero.
Parkers begins to scream in agony as the poison activates, he writhes on the floor desperately calling out. "Help! Help me!" A flesh melted Parker crawls out of the cube, blood streaming from his bloodshot eyes. "Don't jus... stand there." Coughing up blood he bellows out, reaching out for them but ultimately reaches his demise and dies right in front of them, on the floor in a mess of flesh and blood.
"We're all going to die down here." Tanaya fearfully says.
An unlocking sound echoes about the room, a hidden hinge pops out a door slides open. Leading them to the next test.