Another day another task...The door was open and I was ready to continue and ponder what awaited me next. I opened the door and proceeded down the hallway. The whole time, my head was killing me and so was my hand, I was in agonizing pain, walking began to hurt me more and more with every hobbled step I took. All of a sudden, screams from my nightmare began to play in my head, even the scream of Steven right before he died, when I snapped back into reality and came to my senses, I was greeted by another wall coated in blood in the form of another message. It said "Lets test your psychological power."
I proceeded to the next room where I could hear faint crying, did I have to kill another person because one person is enough. I didn't want to kill anybody anyway, why did it have to come down to this? I had to get this over with, I do need to get out of here after all. So if that means that I need to take another persons life then I have to go through with it.
The crying wasn't what it seemed to be, it was an infant who was crying but it sounded really familiar....It sounded more like Esmee, my niece who is only four. How did she get here on her own, did this bastard kidnap her and keep her here, I have to save her and get her out of here safe and sound. "Oh my, How on earth did little Esmee get here all by herself, it looks like she doesn't like it here. To escape the fourth task, I am afraid your going to have to.....Silence the crying. Ten Minutes, I hope you both have fun." Rage and Upset emotions filled my body, I have to end my niece? I just cant do that, I wont!
I walked over to my crying and screaming niece, who would ever do this to a four year old child? I looked over to the box she was crying from, I looked over to find her hair in a mess and dirt all over her face. Something looked really curious her skin didn't look normal, it looked....doll like. I reached to touch her and she felt like plastic, I pulled the rugged blanket off of her to find that it was just a doll head with the body as a tape player, it was playing a child crying over and over. He was trying to trick me and make me not kill my niece, making me wait out the ten minutes and break down. In anger I picked up the tape player and threw it on the ground breaking it and revealing the tape and the key to the metal door. I picked it up furiously and swung open the metal door. I marched into the next room and slammed the door shut and lay down on the mattress.
"I didn't expect you to mentally get through that, Ill keep this short and sweet. Tomorrow is the final task, your chance to escape is very close. Are you excited...Because I am, get your sleep....Your going to need it." The final task is tomorrow, that is my chance to escape. I cant wait to open the door that takes me from hell and madness and brings me back into humanity. I better get my sleep and prepare for tomorrow...My final day in hell.
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The Devil's Playground
HorrorThis is my interpretation on a movie series known as SAW. This story has psychological twists and turns. This is my very first story on wattpad. I hope you all like it. ☺