Fandom Saw: Nerve Gas House

[KillGill]

"Greetings and welcome. I trust that you are all wondering where you are. I can assure you that while your location is not important, what these walls offer to you is important. Salvation, if you earn it. Three hours from now the door to this house will open. Unfortunately, you only have two hours to live. Right now you are breathing in a deadly nerve agent. You've been breathing it since you arrived here. Those of you familiar with the Tokyo subway attacks will know its devastating effects on the human body. The only way to overcome it and walk out that door is to find an antidote. Several are hidden around this house. One is inside the safe in front of you. You all possess the combination to the safe. Think hard, the numbers are in the back of your mind. The clue to their order can be found over the rainbow. Once you realize what you all have in common, you will gain a better understanding of why you're here. "X" marks the spot for that clue, so look carefully. Let the game begin."

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[KillGill]

Jonathan let out a couple of huffs until he was finally able to clam down. "Where the hell are we!?" he ran his fingers through his hair as he surveyed the others. "This has to bee some kind of joke or something.." He spoke with a rattled voice, he was barley able to stand up right. He placed his palms on his knees and lifted his head to look at the others. "What are your names?" he shivered as the room was freezing and he was only wearing a t shirt and his pajama bottoms, he felt sorry for the guy only wearing his briefs. He sat himself down in the corner, hoping for a reply. @drummerboi @ShatteredFox @Arlerted @buildingaspaceship

 

[drummerboi]

connor woke up he was in his cloths as he went clubbing today "hmmm i got a plan evryone turn round i need to look behind your heads for a muinite"he said looking at evryone he had a pen in his pocket

 

[KillGill]

Jonathan looked at Connor and placed his hands on the back of his neck. "Hell no!" He stepped back knowing something was off about this dude. "Okay, look. The tape said we can find the antidotes around the house? We just need to look around this rat hole and find some!" He Didn't trust the guy with the pen. He stood back even further, until he hit the door. "Whatt'a you say we find our own ways out?"

 

[drummerboi]

"no he said the vuilt combination is int he back of the minds you have a number on your neck i was thinking i could wirte it down" he said looking at him hopeing he could understand

 

[isametrics]

Aiden was awake, he was still in an alerted state thanks to all the adrenalin rush of finding himself in the middle of nowhere. He barely catch a word of the recording that was played a minute ago. Whatever it is, it’s bad news. He surveyed the faces around him, still refusing to say a word or moving from his spot on the floor. Two guys are already arguing about some numbers… in the back of their head? The kid with that pen looks harmless… Unlike the guy with a pajama bottom. He slowly stood up, using walls as his support. His limbs still feel weird and limp, taking him a few seconds to adjust. Trust no one… Trust no one… Trust no one… words was echoing in the back of his mind. If there’s something he could do then it’s winning their trust… Alright, he can do this.


“Hey you! Yeah, you two. I’m Aiden. What’s your name?”

 

[drummerboi]

"name's connor you don't mind turning around so i can the back of you neckdo you" connor said looking at aiden hopeing he woudl trust him he saw the number the otehr guy had it was red and had 24 he wrote "24r" on his hand

 

[KillGill]

"How do I know your not the one who put me in the Rat Hole!" He threw open the door, it lead to a narrow corridor, dozens of cracked and paint chipped doors. He tried opening a few, but something had been holding them forward. "Dammit, they're locked." "I'll go find a door," he quickly trailed off to find a door that might budge. "Jesus its cold.." He picked a shard of glass in hopes of self defense. He peered up to find a door with the words 'Jonathan's test' He was indecisive over what to do but finally came to his conclusion. He rushed back and leaned into the doorway. "Hey guys, you might wanna check this out.."

 

[drummerboi]

Connor looked at the oor "well it's your test i think if anyone enters we will be minced meat is anyone here named jonathan" he said looking at the room "hay coudl you lend me that glass please i need to get my part of the combonation" he said not goig tawrods him but asking him nicley

 

[KillGill]

He shot Connor a sharp glare. "My names Jonathan, and i'm going in." He swiftly walked down the stairs to find a table, but when he turned around he nearly collapsed in fear, a dog, a nasty, growling, horrifying dog. "Dear god no..." He quickly gripped the recorder and played it.

Hello, Jonathan. I want to play a game. So far in what could loosely be called your life, you've made a living watching others. Society would call you an informant, a rat, a snitch. I call you unworthy of the body you possess, of the life you've been given. Now we will see if you are willing to look inward, rather than outward, to give up on the one thing you rely on in order to go on living. You are an animal Jonathan, an animal that must be exterminated. The only way to escape this house can be found on the collar of the dog. The dog has had little to no social activity making it a blood thirsty monster ready to kill. Live or die Jonathan, make you choice.

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[drummerboi]

"i worked with dogs before let it pull you down and don't move looke at the collor and il dristract it" connor said going inside the room with him he then loked at the dog "i can see it's collor over there" he said pointing to the combination in the room "well go on" he said looking at him hopeing he wouldn't push him into the dogs way

 

[Cipah]

Amelia groaned as her senses began to return to her. She would have thought she was just waking up for another normal morning if it wasn't for the cold floor she was lay on and the shrap throbbing in her head. Her eyes fluttered open to find a filthy room with other people inside. She quickly sat up, knowing something was wrong. What was she doing here? She tried to recall the events leading up to this but she couldn't remember a thing. Her heart sank in fear and dismay at her current situation. She licked her dry lips and opened her mouth, her voice coming out hoarse and dry, it stung her throat to speak.


"Where am I? What's going on here?"

 

[KillGill]

Jonathan gripped Connors collar and yanked it back with all his might, knocking him onto the floor. "You son of a bitch let me do it myself." he neared closer to the dog, he scudded forward until he got as close as he could. The dog growled, foam drizzling from its mouth. He took a large gulp and jumped on the dog, hoping to get a good start, ignoring Conner's advice he kicked the dog, only making his problem worse. He gripped the collar, despratley reaching for the key, the dog took a gaping bite into Jonathan's leg. He screamed in pain as the dog violently bit and tore out his leg. A large gash lay in the back of his leg. The dog violently gnawed at his foot. He gripped the key and despretley crawled away from the dog. His leg, torn and bloodied up felt as if it was going to fall of. Bone and flesh was shown from the wound as he placed the key on the floor, right next to Aiden's foot. Tears streamed down his face as he carefully pulled up his now torn open leg.

 

[drummerboi]

connor peared over his neck and saw a number "2" and it was in yellow "2y" next to the other numbers he had "no one ever listens to me nooo just ignore my advice" he said laughing a little

 

[KillGill]

"You sick son of a bitch you think this is funny?" He gripped his leg, tears still streaming from his eyes. "How did you even know to find the numbers anyway?" He removed to ripped up shoe from his intensely mangled foot. "At least I got the goddamn key." He peered at Connor angrily as he picked up the recorder. He chucked as hard as he possibly could at the hostile and viscous dog. "Lets move." He cried out in pain as he slowly lifted himself. Using the rail on the stairs, he manged to pull himself back up to the house. "Now where?"

 

[drummerboi]

"well i got everyones numbers so when we find the safe i got the combination and by the way keep that key we don't knwo if jigsaw usese the same locks on his traps" he said looking at him he then walked downt he stairs he saw a door "oh shit" it was marked "Connor's test" he walked slowly walking into the door

 

[Cipah]

Amelia stood and walked across the room to the door on the opposite side. Her legs trembled uncontrollably and she could feel her heart pounding as if it was going to burst forth from her chest. She could hear voices ahead and she was determined to track down the owners of those voices in order to get some answers. Could they be the sick people who put her in this place? She increased her pace to catch up to them, determined to find out. She didn't see anything she could use as a weapon, so she supposed she'd have to managed with her fists. She wasn't that strong but she was quite fast and quiet. She hoped that would help her sneak up on these strangers.

 

[KillGill]

Before entering the door Jonathan Placed his palm on Connor's shoulder. "Who the hell Is jigsaw?" He grabbed Conor's hair a yanked it back. "You know how close I am to beating the living shit of you right now?" He pushed Connor forward into the door. They entered the room, a large room filled to the brim with barbed and razor wire. Quickly gripping the tape player on the floor he pressed play.


Hello, Conor. You're a perfectly healthy, sane, middle-class male. Yet last month, you ran a straight razor across your wrists. Did you cut yourself because you truly wanted to die, or did you just want some attention? Tonight you'll show me. The irony is that if you want to die, you just have to stay where you are. But if you want to live, you'll have to cut yourself again. Find the path through the razor wire to the door. But hurry-- in eight minutes that door will lock and then this room becomes your tomb. How much blood will you shed to stay alive, Conor.





Jonathan spun around and looked at the timer above the door. 7:34 he spun around and pushed conor down. "Hurry up you son of a bitch!"

 

[drummerboi]

connor could bearly see the door he went thow slowly as the wire cutted him a little bit 3 minuited passed by as he was only a 3rd the way there a few cuts were o his body he realised he was wearing closed he went throw a little bit faster cutes were on his face and wrists he was loseing a little bit of blood 7 muinties were passed he was deprate going threw the reazer wire cuts were all over his face body as blood and a bit of flesh were on the floor tears were in his eyes he then quickly with five seconds to spare goase threw the door out of the room and gets the key and the syrum and enjects himself with it

 

[ShatteredFox]

Donald woke up, his head spinning. He blinked a few times until his vision came back to him. "I-I'm... naked?" he said in a daze. Now, he could see others. "Hello?!" he called out, obviously terrified.


(Ugh, so sorry for the short post, im just trying to catch up because people keep replying.))

 

[KillGill]

Hearing the others, the ones who hadn't awakened yet, he quickly limped to the starting room. You,you okay? He peered down at his now torn up foot. He limped over and helped Donald up. "I'm Jonathan. Listen to this." He tossed him the tape recorder as he limped his way through the house in hopes of finding someone else's test.

 

[Cipah]

Amelia saw a man with a torn up foot go and help another person who seemed to have been unconcious. She wandered into the doorway, glad that the man wasn't dead. She immediately realised that these people were not the ones that brought her here, they were in the same situation she was. Seeing that there was other people going through this lifted her spirits slightly. At least she wouldn't have to go through this alone. She continued to hover in the doorway as the man with the injured leg helped the other man. She wasn't quite sure how to introduce herself, especially given the current situation. She felt quite stupid just standing there, yet she really didn't know what else she could do.

 

[ShatteredFox]

Donald caught the tape recorder. He noticed Jonathan's torn up leg. He was scared. Why am I here?! He looked down at himself, relieved not to see any missing or mangled body parts, but he was in his boxers. Only his boxers. He dismissed asking the question, thinking that the people here with him wouldn't know either. He played the tape recorder.

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Hello, Donald. You're here to play a game with me. You are a sick, violent man, who cares for no one but himself. Day after day, you hurt your wife. Mary, was it? You spit on her, slap her, and have even raped her. You are no more than scum at the bottom of a barrel. Now, its my turn to treat you however I'd like, to hurt you in any way I please. Unless, you can escape, of course. Find the combination to the safe in five minutes. Live or die, make your choice.

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[KillGill]

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