The Test Subjects | John Kramer A.K.A Jigsaw

Test Subject No. 1

Warning: This part might include violence, sacrifices and heavy description of guilt and fear, that the readers could find disturbing.

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Name: Daphne De Vries
Age: On her late 20s
Nationality: Dutch
Personal Fear: The fear of not knowing what lies ahead, experiencing the anxiety of making a choice without fully understanding the consequences.

Description of looks: The woman has a youthful face with a slightly oval shape. Her features are soft and delicate, with a straight nose, full lips, and a gentle chin. Her eyes are a warm brown color, and she has a natural, slightly arched eyebrow shape. Her hair is long and dark, falling straight down her back. She appears to be of average height and build, with a slender figure. Her casual clothing accentuates her slim waist and long legs.

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Daphne's Point Of View

An hour ago, I was in my bedroom, but now I am met by the cold surface of the ground I'm lying on. There are noises outside, like some people struggling on their own, and there's a speaker hanging against the wall. Cameras are everywhere. As much as I try to deny it, I know who did it-John Kramer.

As fear enveloped my body, my eyes fixed on a distant speaker when a cold voice started speaking.

"Hello Daphne, I know this is an uncomfortable place to put you in, but today you'll face a series of tests. When you get out of this isolated and empty space, the timer will start, and you'll begin playing a game" John said, using his original voice, not too deep but still enough to send me shaking in my boots.

"What did I do to you? I don't understand what I'm doing here!" I was hesitant to keep on complaining.

He let out a long, raspy chuckle as he answered my question.

"You didn't do anything to me, but to yourself? Ah yes, you did. For years you have lived in fear-the fear of the unknown. Today you'll experience not seeing what's in front of you. Don't be shy and proceed outside with this blindfold that I prepared for you" John explained, and I could see the soft and velvety material of the blindfold laying on the table.

I was startled when a figure emerged from the darkness. It was a tall person wearing a pig mask. He had broad shoulders and a strong posture, and then he spoke to me in a cold, icy voice.

"John wanted me to be your guide. Don't mistake this as a sign of John's favoritism or even a sign of pity from me. I'm just following the old man's order" Mark said, not wasting any time as he grabbed the velvet material himself.

Then he stepped behind me, and with a small encouragement, he added.

"Don't be afraid. The other test subjects lost a part of their body, while you? Only your fears would be left behind tonight" His hard breaths warms my nape as he finally wrapped the blindfold and covered my eyes.

For a moment, I forgot to breathe, but he's close. Yet, I can't lose this.

Who knows what would be my fate if I refused to play?

He held my hand, gently guiding me despite knowing that he's not used to this. He's too impatient for such an act. His frustrated low grunts didn't escape my hearing, and it took us a while before he worked his hands to push the heavy door.