Runaways | Mark Hoffman x Reader (SAW)

We're Going To Be Okay

Chapter 26
We're Going To Be Okay

Mark ran out the building in a panick, he opened the trunk to his car, taking out a petrol tank. He rums back inside, starting to cover the place top to bottom. He reaches where Erickson was lying, still alive. He looks up to Mark as he looks down on him. He tries to speak, but nothing comes out. Mark covers him in fuel, walking away back to the entrance, lighting a lighter he found in the room, setting the building a blaze.

He leaves the building, jumping into his car.

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You stood at the windows, waiting for the arrival of William into the last room. You check the time on your phone. "Come on Mark, it's almost over, what's takimg so long." You whisper to yourself, you go to his contact, debating whether to call him or not. Your about to call, before your attention is taken to a bang. You turn your head up to the door of the room your in. You look through the window, seeing it wasn't them. "Mark?" You walk to the door, putting your phone on the desk on the way out.

What the fuck...?

You open the door slowly, peering your head around the corner. "Mark?" You look down the corridor, seeing the shadow of a person disappear around a corner. "Come on stop fooling around." You step out of the room, walking towards the corner where the shadow was."the games about to end, you don't want to miss it." You walk around the corner, seeing the shadow disappear again. You sigh. "This isn't funny." You follow the shadow further, turning into a dead end. "What the fuck..." You whisper. As your about to turn around to head back to the room, your met with a sharp pain on the side of your head, making you collapse to the ground, vision going blank.

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Mark walks into the building, heading straight to the room he left you in to monitor the games. He opens the door, seeing no sign of you. He looks at the monitors, seeing Williams game is about to end, he sits down. He notices a piece of paper on the desk, realising it was the letter he left Amanda, the day she was killed by Jeff Denlon. He then notices your phone on the desk, picking it up and opening it, seeing it was left on his contact. Suddenly, a shot of electricity goes through his body, making him seize up, dropping your phone then blacking out.

Behind him stood Jill Tuck. While Mark was unconscious, she raced to the storage locker, pulling out a newly designed reverse bear trap, belts and a envelope. First she ties down Marks hands to the arm chair with the belts, then she attaches the reverse bear trap to his head. Just as it clicks shut, Mark wakes up.

She stands infront of him pulling out the envelope, "John left you 5 envelopes, and the 6th one, was for me." She pulls out a picture of Mark, he looks at the picture then back to Jill, his breathing getting heavier. "This is John's will." Mark starts to struggle in his seat, attempting to break free. Jill looks at the monitors, seeing Williams game has come to an end. Jill walks out the room.

"You fucking bitch!" Mark shouts as she shuts the door, the timer starting. He struggles in his seat before looking at his hand, specifically his thumb. He takes a deep breath, then slams his head forward, bashing his hand with the trap, he groans throwing his head back, he braces himself to repeat that action, he slammed until his thumb breaks, his hand covered in blood, he groans, pulling his hand out of the belt, then untying the other hand. He had 25 seconds left. He runs to the storage locker, pulling out the bag of tools used to assemble the current Traps, he pulls out a small knife, stabbing it into his cheek, and cutting it to allow his mouth to come off of the trap, he throws the knife to the floor then slams the device through the glass of the door, getting it stuck when it activates. He puts both hands on the sides of it, slowly pulling his head free, cutting his cheek further. He frees himself, falling to the floor, dripping in his own blood, letting out a loud agonising scream.

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You wake up, your head pounding, you look around realising you was in the corridor you was stood before falling unconscious, you feel a rag in your mouth, trying to shout for help, but it's muffled. You try to stand but your pulled right back down, you turn around seeing your hands are tied around a pipe attached to the wall. You struggle, making muffled noises.

In the distance you hear a crash, the sound of glass breaking filling the halls, not long after you hear the scream of a male. You start panicking more, you move to sit on your knees, trying to pull yourself forward. "Mark!?" You shout as loud as you could, even if your words were muffled. You contimue to struggle, shouting and screaming.

Tears start falling down your face, mixing in with the blood that dripped from the side of your face, which you didn't even know was there. You stopped, beginning to sob.

Please be alive... don't leave...

The sound of footsteps catch your attention, making you look up, you see a shadow form at the end of the corridor you sat. "H-hey!" You shout out, trying to get the shadows attention.

"[Y/N]?"

"M-Mark?!" There he stood at the end of the corridor. He ran towards you. As he came closer you saw he was covered in blood, and held fabric to his face and wrapped around one hand, and held the reverse bear trap. He dropped the trap to the floor, kneeling down to you, he removed the cloth from your mouth. "W-what happened?! Your covered in blood what the f-fuck happened!" You panicked.

"Jill fucking Tuck." He spoke without opening his mouth much. He held his face with his broken hand as he untied you. "We need to go." You nod, tears still falling.

You both stand, he picks up the trap with his arm. "Stay close to me... we're going to be okay..."

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[Short chapter I apologise, but now is where some more interesting stuff starts (I'd like to think anyway I'll let you be the judge of that) also WE HIT 4K WOOOOOOOOO]

[As always hope youve enjoyed so far!]