Two men wake up at opposite sides of a dirty, disused bathroom, chained by their ankles to pipes. Between them lies a dead man loosely clutching a hand-held tape player and a handgun. Each finds a tape for the player in their back pocket. They play...
A/N: The video is the scene where Lyndsey (Amanda) is trapped and its the video that shows what the trap does and what she needs to do. (Trigger warning for gore).
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Frank sighs. "That was five months ago. He tried to set me up for murder."
Back to the Interrogation room:
Some time later. Frank is sitting alone at the table. Ross comes through the door and shuts it behind him.
"Okay. We checked your alibi. It holds up." His voice indicates that he still believes there's more to it; he does not and will not trust Frank.
"Good! Can I go home now?"
Ross continues. "We have one of the victims who managed to escape." As he speaks, Frank sees a young woman with black hair in a pigtails wearing a visitors pass being led carefully into the room next to them and sat at a table. Frank and Ross can see her clearly; she cannot see them. "Want to know if you wouldn't mind sticking around and listening to her testimony? Maybe it'll trigger something." Urie and an unidentified bald black man in a suit enter the room. The man guides the women, Lyndsey, into her chair, stands behind her against the wall. Urie sits in a chair to her left.
Frank doesn't really care. "I'd like to help, really, but..."
Ross cut him off quickly. He won't let him out of this that easily. "Well, we'd really appreciate it. She's the only one who made it."
"Okay." Frank sighed quietly, giving in.
Frank enters the Interrogation room with Lyndsey, Urie, and the unidentified man. She has scar-like markings along each side of her mouth. She is shaken, her eyes distant, never looking anyone, including Urie, in the eye. It is clear that her mind is still lost somewhere within her nightmare.
"Lyndsey...in your own time, tell me the first thing you remember." Urie speaks slowly and gently.
The room she is in has the same lime-green lighting as Ray's cell. Lyndsey sits in a chair wearing a strange iron contraption around her head, a bear-trap like device covering her mouth. We can see her eyes, surrounded with black eyeliner, as they slowly open, groggy, just waking up.
"I woke up. All I could taste was blood."
She was tied to the chair, her wrists bound to the arms of the chair. She pulls against her bonds, moaning loudly, trying to speak or cry out but cannot.
"And metal."
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(A/N: This is the setting that she was in.)
She continues to struggle against her bonds some more. The camera circles around her, and we get a better view of the strange device on her head, and the padlock and timer on the back of it. A long wire hangs down from the timer.
The view switches to the side of her and we see next to her an old television set, which suddenly switches on, startling her. After a brief moment of static, the frightening image of a demented clown-like doll its face white with red spirals on its cheeks, its red eyes leering at Lyndsey from the screen. She stares at it, her moans a bit softer to match her fear and utter confusion. The doll speaks, the jaw moving; it is the voice of Jigsaw.On Tape:
