Just a Game. || A Saw Fanfic ||

Game one

I woke to people yelling and screaming something. My eyes slowly began to open. I went to move my arms but I felt restricted.

"Look! She's waking up!" I heard a male shout. I lived alone. Who was that? And what was those screams?

I now have my eyes fully opened and I looked around. I was in a strange room. With about six other people. Then it hit me hard. Where was I?!

I began looking around furiously. I looked down at my body and saw my arms chained to the rustic looking wall.

"What the hell is this shit!?" A loud voice yelled out.
I looked to the other people chained to the wall.  Then I spotted her.

"Jamie!!" I called out. I saw her body gently moved before her head snapped up.

"Liz!?"  I tried to move to her forgetting  I was chained. My wrist was yanked back.

"This is Jigsaws work." A tall skinny women stated as she looked around. My body froze. I. Was. In. Jigsaws. Game.

Then I remembered. His games have a video. Or a recording.

"Guys! Be quite." I issued them as i scanned the room for the tape.

"And who the hell are you?" A short some-what cubby bald man yelled to me.

"If this is Jigsaw. Then there is a tape." I stated. I bet everyone seemed confused.
How was I so calm? Honestly I don't know how I was calm. Then I spotted it in the corner of the room.

"There!" I shouted and tried to point.

It was late Sunday afternoon. I sat in my office looking at all the Jigsaw articles.
"Where the hell can he be?" I asked myself. My friend Jamie walked into the office.
"You trying to find him again?" She asked as she placed a hand on my shoulder. I just nodded. I heard her sigh.
"You need to rest." She said as she pulled a chair up and sat down next to me.

"I guess you're right." She chuckled.

"I know I am." I looked over to her smiling. I leaned in and gently kisses her.

I looked at the young girl chained to the place next to the tape.

"Hey girl!" I called. She slowly lifted her head.

"Can you kick that tape over?" I asked. She looked down and just nodded before she pulled the tape over with her bare feet. To think of it, we were all bare foot.

I watched as she kicked the tape over to me. It somehow stopped right in front of me. I used my 'skills' and grabbed the tape with me feet and painfully brought my higher up. It was painful, due to the fact I had no support and the chains painfully tugged on my wrists.

Once I had it in my hands I found the button and pressed play.

"I want to play a game. Everyone in this room has done something wrong. But you don't know it. There is a series of four traps. All you must complete in a time span of an hour. Have fun."
Odd. I thought. His tapes usually aren't like this.

"What sick bastard would do this!?" The short cubby man yelled.

"We fucking told you! It's Jigsaw." The tall skinny girl spat. Then I heard the ticking. I looked up seeing the timer.
45:43 was left.

"Well how the hell do we get out of this?" Jamie asked trying to free her hands from the chains. I thought as I scanned the room again. There was a saw in next to a blonde man. And a key.

"The hell.." I muttered to myself ignoring two girls crying out as the two men fought. I thought back to the first time I heard about Jigsaw. One of the men was forced to saw off his foot.

My stomach fell.

"You! The blonde guy." He stopped fighting with short guy and looked to me.

"What?!" He snapped. I flinched.

"You see that saw?" He looked down and nodded.

"What about it?"

"I think he wants you to cut your..." Then I noticed. His feet were chained and only one wrist. Unlike everyone else, who had both their wrists chained.

Jamie and I left the studio around midnight. We were a giggling fit as he drunkenly walked to my car.

"We shouldn't drive." Jamie told me as I grabbed my keys. Even in her drunken state she was still smart .

"Nooo. It's gunna be fine." I think I smiled at her as I got into the car. I knew she had a face of regret but she got in anyway.

We had been driving for a couple minutes. We were on a country backroad. I thought no one was around. So, I went above the speed limit. Eighty in a fifty zone. Then I saw some sort of figure. I tried to move out but it was too late. I hit the body in full force.

"Cut what?" The man growled.

"Your wrist." The only thing I could pay attention to was the clicking of the clock.