Sanity: The Saw Chronicles [C]

Chapter 17 | Pig Blood

This wasn't going to work. I don't know what is wrong with them that they think it will but I'm supposed to give them the benefit of the doubt. Not exactly something I'm a big fan of doing. FBI agents should be people of complete logic. Ricky is at least and he sees how illogical religion is. That might be why he's the boss and the rest of these dipshits we're listening to for some reason are beneath him.

"You want to judge my life?!" May screamed at me, "You traitor!" Her eyes narrowed at me as creepily as they could and she seethed, "You cheater."

"You really think I'm going to listen to you?" Ricky sneered.

She laughed hysterically, "Buuut I knooow what you've done toooo. I know what you did in Paris. You might not trust me but you don't trust him either."

Excuse me? Look, I'm not admitting aloud that she was right to call me a cheater but she was right. If she was right about me, who's to say she's not right about Ricky? How would she even know he went to Paris recently? This was starting to get to a point that I hated. She was getting to us. I was getting pissed and so was he.

"Where the Hell are the others?" I muttered, scanning the distance.

I droned out the sounds of the priest shouting "The power of Christ compels you!" over and over again. Get some new material. Unfortunately I couldn't get rid of her voice in my ears. At some points, I'd swear it was like she was an inch away from my ear. Over and over, she repeated the words "cheater" and "liar".

"If you are the Devil, go back to the Hell you came from. It's actually pretty boring here." I scoffed.

"I am not The Devil. Neither are you," She turned her head down, her voice deepening, "But you did fuck him."

"Shut your whore mouth." I spat.

"Why should I? Yours was wide open when you were sucking his huge cock last night." She replied.

Ricky gave me a dirty look out of the corner of his eye. I'm sure we'd be talking about this when we got home. We both knew she wasn't lying. If he could, he probably would've opened his mouth right there. He prefers to stay more focused than that when on the field. Good thing we're both in the habit because we began to notice something the others weren't.

The pile of ruble we stood on began to shake. He and I quickly rushed off of it and jumped down to the ground. The planks of wood, metal, farm tools, and all the cow guts started to levitate slowly. The priest had to have seen it but he kept reading his script. Soon several of the agents and nuns started to get lifted into the air. With the various clutter floating in the air, they were all impaled.

"Father," May growled, "You are a fucking idiot."

At least we agree on one thing. He started to choke on seemingly nothing. One of the boards of wood raised up and separated into sharp pieces. They were so fine they were the size of splinters. She stood up slowly and broke her hands out of the cuffs. Then she made the smallest gesture. The fine pieces of wood rushed into the priest's mouth and down his throat. As awesome as that was, I do need to kill this bitch.

She started to walk down the wood pile until she was at the dirt. Behind her, it all started to float up to the sky. There's some shit you can see and still not believe. I heard a loud boom that could only be a shotgun. The shot didn't miss but the bitch moved out of the way of the bullet somehow. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Ricky fall down to one knee.

"Fuck." I uttered as I knelt to his side.

"I'm fine." He said, lifting his hand from his arm to see how fast the blood was coming out. "It wasn't a direct hit. Just shell fragments."