(1D) Saw ; The Beginning

(4) Chapter Six ; The Gruesome Truth .

Ashton Irwin ; 

I gripped the doorknob in my fingers, frozen by the thought of what might lie on the other side of the door. You can do this, I pushed myself. Whatever this crazy bastard wanted me to discover, I hoped it wasn't my death.

As I gently pushed the door open, I winced at the sound of the door slowly creaking. That against the dead silence in the air was enough to stand the hairs on the back of my neck. Immediately a disgusting scent filled the air. I covered my nose and mouth with my hand, squinting like I could actually see the stench in the air.

"Oh, fuck..." I coughed at the smell. "What the fuck is that??"

It reeked of the smell of rot. I covered my nose and mouth, feeling my stomach start bubble noxiously. I looked around the poorly lit room, startled by the body that lied up against the wall. There was blood everywhere. Again I puked at my feet, unable to handle the sight of it.

  "Oh my god..." I wiped my lips, still disgusted by the sight. "I can't do this..."

I ran back to the door, leaning up against the door frame. There were also four safe's in this room, each one opened as wide as it could be. The watch around my wrist continued to tick down. I closed my eyes not wanting to go on. This place was disgusting, and I could only imagine how worse it would get from here.

Luke Hemmings ; 

Gemma looked around the room frantically, like we all did waking up in her position. Harry finally pulled the gun out of my face and for the first time, I felt the weight of the world fall off my shoulders. Louis still gripped onto my arm tightly, but his attention was to the glass. Niall and Zayn also mirrored the same fearful glance.

 "GEEEMS!!!" Harry cried, pounding on the glass with the gun but it didn't seem to get her attention. In all honesty, I did feel bad for Haz. "GEMMA PLEASE! YOU HAVE TO HEAR ME!!!"

I winced at every agonizing scream. It wasn't easy to watch, even if the circumstances were rough. Lou's grip around my arm started to tighten. I could feel the tingling of my arm falling asleep slowly start to trickle down towards my finger tips.

  "Ahh! Lou! P-Please!" I tried to get him to lighten up. "Th-That fucking hurts-"

 "Shut up!" he growled through his tears, pushing my back up against the wall. "You belong in there, not her!"

  "Lou I'm sorry!" I muttered, knowing that he was hurt on the inside. He wasn't the only one, you know? "I didn't mean for it to play out this way..."

 "No, you're not sorry Luke," he looked down at me with a hard, harmful glare. "But you know what? You will be-"

I closed my eyes, feeling the tears slip through. It was like I didn't want him to hate me, but I couldn't blame him for it. Eleanor was still the number one thing on my mind.

Suddenly, the sound of a television went on. The loud screams from our side of the glass only began to get more vigorous. This wasn't good.