Louis Tomlinson ;
Something didn't feel right. My chest was heavy. With every deep breath I tried to take, sharp pains in my ribs jolted through me, causing me to wince. I swayed my head from side to side, opening my eyes. My arms and legs dangled in the air so lifeless. I rubbed my head to relive the pain, wondering why I felt so weightless.
Wha- What the fuck?
I began to panic. I looked around me seeing that I was suspended just a few inches off the ground, my body in a harness of some sort. Metal bars were bent above my head and as I followed them down into my chest, my eyes widened in shock. It was in me. The metal ran right into my skin, tugging in my ribs. I tried to shake it but it started to hurt me on the inside. I shook my body but this thing didn't seem to budge much.
"Raghhh!" I screamed, juggling the metal that was inside of me just a little too hard.
I felt around , finding a lock at the front of my stomach. In front of me there was a jar full of liquid suspended at eye level, locked in place by a metal holder. What the fuck is going on? Again I tried to pull this thing off of me but it wouldn't budge. I started to pant; a million questions cycling through my mind. Off to the right there was a television, and under it, a clock. 2:00. I listened to my breaths as they were the only thing that filled the silence. The only light in the room was from behind me, and it spun slowly in the shadow of a fan. It was like a slow strobe light; it lit the room for a few seconds before going dark.
There's a door.
I noticed a door some distance in front of me after staring at it for a while. The flashes of light in the room was making me dizzy. Though I imagined my freedom through that door, there was no way I was ever going to reach it with this thing inside of me.
*Shh* *Shh* *Shh*
The television in the room clicked on to static, before turning into a face. I froze, my breath being held. The face was a clown. It turned to look at me as I nearly jumped from my skin.
"Hello Louis..." it started to speak. I lost my breath staring at it wide eyed. "As you look around this room, you will notice a door-"
My eyes shifted over to it, then back to him.
"That door is your freedom. However, you will find that getting there is a lot easier said than done. I want to play a game... The reward? Your life...."
I gulped feeling my body begin to shiver.
"Embedded into your ribcage, you will notice the contraption set up around you. The key to disabling it is right before your nose-"
*Drip*
As he finished his sentence, something fell into the jar of liquid cuasing bubbles to consistently rise to the surface. A drop of it landed on my cheek, giving me a burning sensation.
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(1D) Saw ; The Beginning
FanfictionLife is nothing but a game. Though the boys lived by that motto, they begin to realize just how sick of a twisted game it could truly turn out to be. Let the game begin. Oh yes, there will be blood. (Yes, This is a One Direction...
