Sanity: The Saw Chronicles [C]

Chapter 5 | Tainted Love

A dark room can be a sanctuary to some and a tomb to others. You'd be surprised how much someone will panic like a rat in a cage if they are put into a dark room. Today, my eyes watched a piece of filth do that exact panic. The camera had night vision, giving me a little advantage as the watcher.

After watching for a few moments, I pressed my manicured finger down on the intercom button. Hearing my voice through the speaker only freaked the fucker out more. A smile spread across my lips, "I wouldn't move too much. You're currently on a platform. Below you," I flipped the switch that turned on the light in the room, "Are a few spiders. There's around a thousand down there. Only ten of them are poisonous though and will only bite you if you piss them off.

In your lifetime, you've hurt several for no reason. It's time you understand that sometimes people who cross your path are not looking to hurt you and they might just need something more than you do. Somewhere in that pit is the only key to unlock that door. You better hurry though. In five minutes, the door will lock forever and this room will become your tomb. Live or die. The choice is yours."

This should be interesting. This woman is an executive stealing millions from her clients. They're all innocent folks just trying to get by in life. They need something from her and she ripped their heads off. It's time I make her understand what it's life to desperately need something. It's about time she saw the innocent as just that; innocent. They could hurt her, but they choose not too.

Kuza let himself into the control room. He looked down at the monitor, raising his lip in disgust, "Yuck."

I snit with a smirk, "Don't like spiders?"

"A spider? Okay. A thousand? No thanks." He replied. Kuza placed his hand on the small of my back and ran his palm up my shirt a bit.

I glanced over at him. "What'cha doing?"

"Oh, what, I can't touch you sensually unless I'm fucking you?" He asked.

"When you're fucking me, you have my husband's permission." I said.

Kuza sighed and squeezed my hip, "Yeah, yeah. I just miss you."

"What about Rayne?"

His eyes distilled for a moment. Kuza ran his hand up and down my side a few more times before taking it away. "She's still in Morocco with Josh and Ryan-Ashley. Looking for some illegal trader. We weren't on good grounds when she left."

"Are you looking for a pity fuck?" I asked.

He pursed his lips to the side, "What would you say if I was?"

"I'd say, let me talk to Ricky first." I replied.

Kuza nodded, falling silent. Him and his girlfriend fight a lot. They do love each other but there's a power struggle there. Rayne and I had never gotten along very well. I put up with her, she puts up with me. She knows that Kuza and I almost were a thing. Then Ricky came along and well, things changed. It's still hard on Mike even after all these years.

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Ricky was still in his office. He has a tendency to work late, but usually not this late. Anytime he's not in bed by 2AM, it usually means he fell asleep against his desk. I went to go check on him. Imagine my surprise when I saw he was still awake. I peered in through the cracked door to see him leaned back against his desk as he watched something on a monitor. I moved myself over a bit to see what was on the monitor.

It looked like old security footage from a prison. Graham, to be more exactly. And that was... Me, in that footage. Ricky rewound it again. Why would he be watching that? He knows it's a time I'd rather not talk about. I could've let it go, but I'm not that kind of person. I knocked on the door as I opened it. He quickly turned off the monitor mounted on the wall and walked around his desk.