The Experiment ~The Rev~

Chapter 9

A month passed and Jimmy and Kimmy were no closer to getting out of that place alive. Amy wasn't seen by the two victims after the day they heard her screaming from above them. The madman had taken blood and pieces of their flesh more consistently now. By this point, both of them were in major pain.

"I don't know how long I can survive, Jimmy" Kimmy exhaled with the little breath she had left in her lungs.

"It'll be okay, trust me." Jimmy coughed as he tried to focus in Kimmy's dim-lit face.

"How the fuck do you know?" Kimmy snapped, she could barely move because of exhaustion.

"Not to sound vein, but I'm in a pretty huge band, and people will be looking for me."

Kimmy didn't reply to Jimmy, instead she closed her eyes, trying to sleep for the first time since arriving a month and half ago.

"Rise and shine, sunshine" an enthusiastic shout filled the basement. Jimmy looked towards the direction of the shout while Kimmy groaned under her breath.

The airwaves were silent as Amy walked down the staircase, there was an unusual smile on her face as she looked happy, happy to be alive.

"Good news" She whispered as she sat besides Kimmy on the rusted chair."Have either of you seen any of the Saw movies?"

"Yeah, I fucking love them" Jimmy answered as Kimmy laid in annoyance.

"Well, my dad is planning on letting you go free, if you can complete a trap, like on Saw" Amy jumped in her seat with excitement.

"Where is he now?" Kimmy grumbled.

"He's out" Amy's smiled wad heaped off of her face as she knew what was going to happen now.

"Why can't you let us out now?" Kimmy moaned, feeling as weak as ever.

"Be-because, I don't know when he'll be back" Amy lied, knowing that he'd be back in an hour.

"Well let us take the risk, I'd rather be dead than in here." Jimmy almost spat, getting annoyed as Amy would help them.

"Are you sure you want to risk it?" Amy laughed, thinking about Jimmy in the most inappropriate way possible at this moment.

"Yes" his voice turned dead serious.

"Fine" Amy gave into Jimmy's demands. She stood up and looked both of them up and down. She bit her lip as she lingered on Jimmy's body a little to long.

Amy placed her hands on the rope around Kimmy's wrists, she sighed as the first knot was loosened. Kimmy noticed a metal object poking out of the back of Amy's jeans.

"Wait! What's that?" Kimmy tried to investigate the object clearer but Amy moved it out of Kimmy's sight. Amy ignored Kimmy, and she loosened another knot. Kimmy just rolled her eyes but soon looked into Amy's eyes, for the first time they were filled with happiness, when her arms were finally out of the rope Kimmy brought her arms to her side and rubbed her wrists, her arms felt sore and weak, after not using them for a month and a half, she used her arms to help her sit up, her spin feeling achy since she hadn't bent it as much in a while.

Amy stood at the foot of the bed, she loosened both Kimmy and Jimmy's ankles at the same time, Kimmy whispered of her gratitude as she tried to move on to her feet, it felt almost impossible to bend her legs but nonetheless she placed her feet onto the floor, feeling the pain rush through her body as an almost forgotten experiment gained the access to her mind.

"They say, we all have 3 layers of skin on our body but the first layer consists of 5 different thick layers, bringing it to a total of 7" The mad-man looked up, into Kimmy's eye-line, he squatted at her feet, a scalpel glistening in his fingertips.

The mad-man gently placed his hand on her roped ankle, stoking it carefully as he bent down to kiss it. His other hand gripped the scalpel a little tighter, he pushed gently onto Kimmy's heel. Making her foot, a trickle of blood flowed from the slit. As a natural instinct Kimmy's foot flinched as she yelled with pain, her flinch caused the blade to cut her foot even further.

The mad-man observed the pleading woman, she screamed for mercy and tried to make a deal with the man. He just sat there, watching her squirm as she attempted to wriggle her way free. He applied pressure onto the scalpel, still not moving from his position. Kimmy again cried in pain.

"Please stop, I promise I'll do what ever you want!" Her screams almost reached the floor above where Amy, the mad-man's daughter, was tied to an almost rusted through chair, but he started to drag down the not-so-blunt instrument down to the bottom of her foot, he pulled it away from Kimmy after hearing her beg for freedom no less than 14 occasions in that one session.

Kimmy shook her head, trying to make that memory stay buried in her mind. She managed to put all of her weight onto the un-broken foot, as she lifted herself once more onto her feet, which seemed almost impossible as she hadn't felt her weight in so long. She looked at her body thoroughly. She knew it was scathed, every part seemed almost crippled. She was missing both of her pinky's, her ear lobe, half of her lip, her right nipple and she had deep gashes and scars and a cut that stretched from her clitoris to her collar bone. She felt the deepness of the marks on her, now forever damaged, skin. A tear rolled from her eyes as she thought of the life she'll have as damaged goods.

Meanwhile, and on the other side of the room, Jimmy was being freed by Amy. "Thank you" he whispered to her as he ringed his wrists.

"No problem, but this is a bad mistake..." She sighed and leaned against the metal desk behind her. Staring as his whithering body.

"Look at me!" He frowned as he roamed his fragile body with his eyes. "I look like a fucking rake, and an artist with a fresh canvas and a blade" He screamed, angrily.

"You look fine, maybe even more than fine" Amy gave him a half-smile as she moved in closer.

"No, I really don't. Now, Kimmy..." Jimmy ignored Amy's movement, that caused them to be about 1ft away from each other, instead he turned his head in the direction of the girl he's now known for about a month and a half, she was unbalanced on her feet, she stumbled around the room, trying to get her strength back. Jimmy noticed the tears on her face. "...If we don't make it out of here, I just wanted to tell you something." He crawled over to Kimmy's side of the bed, his arms still too weak to support his weight fully.

Kimmy turned in her spot, looking Jimmy square in the eye. "Jimmy, I love you." She whispered.

"I love you too" Jimmy smiled as he pulled Kimmy down onto the bed. She winced in pain as her body was still fragile. "Sorry" His smiled didn't falter as he slammed his lips onto hers, being careful as her lip was still heavily bruised as cut.

Amy coughed at the love birds in front of her. "Do you want to get out of here or do you want to fuck in front of me?" She sighed and placed her hand on her hip.

"Let's get out of here. NOW" Kimmy smiled. She stood, her legs a little strong er than before. Amy walked to Jimmy, she helped him up. His arm around her shoulder and Kimmy's on Amy's other shoulder.

I wish I could say this story ended with the three escaping and living happily ever after. But I can't. The three victims slowly moved forward, as Jimmy and Kimmy still didn't know their weight, and that's when they heard it. BANG. The front door opened and closed, the mad-man calling for Amy.