You Saw Nothing- A Youtuber AU/SAW-fanfiction (Completed)

Chapter 9- Room 2- Mark And Amy

The Third Task

Men with long white jackets walked around. Amy laid on the operationtable and was smured with a white crème. She got cleaned up and dressed up. She was ready. She got removes from the operationtable and put in a wheelchair. She was put down, just to be sure she wouldn't be anoying during the operation. She wasn't much work. Only a couple of stitches.  But her borfriend...Was a diffrent story. He protestet during the operation and is brought now to a special room. He wil survive.

Mark sat on a chair with his head bowed. He was sleeping. Two men with white jackets came in and locked the door. They checked Mark up and made notes. "He is ready." One said. "Are you sure? He can be very agressive." The other said. His collegue didn't listen and put a big machine next to Mark. He turned him on and turned a couple of buttons. "If he wakes up later,   you turn this button down."He said. His collegue nodded. "Come on, Matt. You can do it. It is not as if this is your first time. You just said yourself. Or did you lie to me?" he said calmer. Matt looked at his shoes. He had indead lied. He came here while lying and this time he stood in the wrong room. He did know now that there were three couples. Two of them he helped. He only had to save one. Matt looked at his collegue. Just play allong. "Come on, I would never do that. I'm just nerveus. I have heard that the boss has more people here and his plan is to kill them all. Maybe he will kill us." Matt said. He had convinced his collegue, because he just continued his onw buisness. Mark woke up and Matt turned the button down. The machine began to crowl softly. Mark sat calmly  and waited for the first shock. The machine stopped with crowling and gave Mark a big shock. He crowled and looked at his torturer. They reconised eithother. Mark go very angry. That a friend of him could do this without any pity. Mark hung his head. This was it for him. He would be tortured here by a friend and than just die. He saw his life go by in his head, but the next shock never came. He was still alive. Matt hastly got the machine away from Mark and freed him. "I am only here to help. I am powerless if you don't work allong. I can  not help you with everything, because this game still has rules. Keep playing." He said. Mark nodded, but stil had many questions. Why did Matt do this in the first place? Who was the one he worked for? What was he doing here? Are there more people here? "Ha! I am here for revenge. I am working for myself and helping others on their way. Do you remember when the platform didn't work? That was me. I saved your life. As far as I know there are two couples. And now  you and Amy. Yes, I know her name. Thanks to this diguise I know more than I'm alloud to. There has died someone here recently. She hasn't survived. She is laying now in a observationroom.You mat not even know her. Signe, Her name was."Matt said. That name...He knew it from somewhere. but from who was it? He immidialtly thougt of Jack. Hadn't he a girlfriend with that name? Not that Mark knew, because he had met her a single time. It wasn't clear to him. His head couldn't wrap around it. Seemed as if a part of his memory just wasn't there anymore. He had been here for a while, but he couldn't remeber anything. Matt didn't have the answers, but he could tell Mark a little more.

Amy woke up from a loud beeping noice. Next to her stood a hartmonitor and a infuse. Was she sick? No, she just felt dizzy. There came a man with a white jacketand closed the door. He walked up to her and wrote down the numbers on the monitor. He didn't seem to notice that AMy had woken up. Hse follew his movements closly to make sure he made no mistakes. She sighed deeply when he was doen and wanted to walk away. He looked up and Amy closed her eyes. She heard footsteps disapair and a click of the door. He was gone. Amy opened her eyes again her eyes and sat up. She was in a dark room with little light. It wasn't big, but big enough. suddenly she felt a sharp pain in her stumache. She lifted her shirt and saw two scars. She got stitched, but they were very new. What had happend? Why did she needed to get stitched?