Chapter 5

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*BACK TO THE PREVIOUS DAY*

"That is complete bullshit," Alison yelled. "I'd rather you break down and tell me that you hated me, at least there'd be some passion in it."

Lawrence was collecting his things ready to go to work, trying to brush her off. "We can talk about this later, okay?" He leant in to kiss her, but she turned her head away.

"Just leave," she said firmly.

Lawrence stared at her for a moment, then turned around and headed out the door.

Meanwhile, up in Diana's room, she still couldn't sleep as she still thought there was a man in her room. And she thought right. The face of a man appeared from her closet, and whispered softly: "Good night, little girl."

The closet door burst open and Diana screamed.

"Diana?" Alison said from downstairs, rushing up the stairs and into Diana's room. She opened the door and turned on the lights. A man covered with a huge black cloak was by Diana's bedside. He grabbed Diana as she screamed, and Alison ran over to them.

The man was none other than Zep, the orderly from the hospital where Lawrence's worked.

*BACK TO THE PRESENT*

At the same time Lawrence and Adam were trapped in the bathroom, Zep had Diana and Alison gagged and bound to the bedpost in Alison and Lawrence's room. He now had a stethoscope and a gun. Diana and Alison were screaming with fear. He placed the stethoscope on Diana's chest as her screams grew even louder, then moved the gun up and down in front of her face. Her heartbeat doubled in speed.

"Keep your motherfucking hands off my daughter!" Alison yelled through her gag, her eyes streaming with tears. Zep pulled away the stethoscope. He placed Diana's teddy bear beside her and patted her on the head. He then stood up and walked over to the window. He pulled back the curtains and peered out the window.

In the apartment opposite the street, the man living there had a camera looking out the window. He took a clear picture of Zep's face peering out the window. His apartment was full of pictures and newspaper clippings related to the Jigsaw case, and was a real mess, as if the man living there had gone insane over trying to catch Jigsaw.

And he had. How could it be otherwise. It was Detective Tapp. His partner, Detective Sing, had been killed five months ago and it was all his fault. He had a long scar on his throat. He had also been discharged from the police force. He was looking through his camera at Zep and was muttering to himself.

"Who are you, little man?" he said. "I see you... Does Dr. Gordon know you're at home with his wife? I know you know something. What are you doing there? Waiting for the doctor? I'm waiting for the doctor. Hmm."

It was clear that Tapp still suspected Lawrence to be the Jigsaw killer.

"I never should have let you go..."

*BACK TO FIVE MONTHS AGO*

Tapp's car pulled up alongside a building, with Lawrence in the passenger seat. They were returning from the police station after listening to Amanda's story. Tapp was reluctantly letting Lawrence go, although he still didn't trust him. Lawrence was glad to finally be able to leave Tapp's company.

"Here we are," Lawrence said. "That was, uh, quite an amazing story that woman told."

Tapp nodded silently.

Lawrence stepped out of the car and shut the door, then peered back down into the open window.

"Look, I'm sorry I can't be of more help to your investigation."

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