Saw

Jordyn could barely hear him. She only heard a few choice words.
"Jordyn, are you okay? ...... you've got an hour of air ..... i don't' know anymore how to get you out". She cried slightly and slid down the door. Only an hour? The thirty minutes more then likely counted with that. She felt another jolt in her body. Her front jerked forward, making her lay against the ground. She cried out, screaming as loud as she could. She was angry, and getting sicker at the moment. Her face was pale and her eyes were dark. She punched the ground.

 

Jacob felt the key, the one from his pocket, fit the keyhole perfectly. He turned it, the wall went up and he sighed a sigh of relief. He walked over to Jordyn. "Jordyn?" He knelt down to her, his mind wasn't on Jigsaw anymore, only on her now. "Jordyn c'mon, I'm here." He lied down beside her, his arms on her shoulders. "I'm here."

 

Her whole body trembled and she broke down, hugging him softly, and cried out, trying to hold back her out cries.
"I'm sorry you had to go through that," she whispered, shaking slightly.

OOC: I gotta go to bed >.< I'll be on in 9 hours <3

 

Jacob didn't mind, as long as he was with someone, he was fine, if alone...he would go insane, completely insane. He hugged her back, and as he hugged her, he put his lips on her forehead. "I don't mind...as long as you're with me."

OOC: All right, see ya later.

 

Jordyn felt a slight blush rise in her cheeks. Her heart worked too hard withint the last hour and she felt another surge through her body. She held it back as hard as she could.
"Jacob," she said softly... Her eyes stared only at him. She was.... not proud of herself for ending up here, but she was glad that she met him.

"We need to start thinking. We all have something in common i believe..." she said, tilting her face down to the floor to think.

 

Jacob agreed, a small nod. "Yeah," He sighed. "What do we have in common with each other here and why does he want us to play his games? Okay, instead, why doesn't he just kill us now? It would've been a lot better than just, I dunno, making us play this damn game of his. Why does he make us do this?" He was frustraded now, angry with Jigsaw, and angry at himself for almost killing Jordyn.

 

"He doesn't want to kill us. Thee only thing is we either kill ourselves or others kill us. He just sets the traps, but doesn't trigger them.... He wants to watch us survive. He get's pleasure from our pain!" she hissed, at the last part. She was disgusted with Jigsaw, but she knew how he worked.
"We have to follow his rules. He has everything set. He has helpers, that might be among us....
"I don't even know what similarities we have.... I'm only a teenager. I take care of my sister, my brother had killed my parents a few years ago...."

 

Jacob looked at her, his eyes different and blank. "Your..sibling, killed your parents? That's the same thing that happened to me....it...it's not coincidence...it can't be," He let go of her and got up off the floor. "What the hell is this Jigsaw thinking? I'm wondering if this guy just enjoys torturing our minds just as much too." He hissed the name Jigsaw with a bit or envy in his tone. "Can it be...can't it be a coincidence?" He breathed it out, not in a whisper, a hushed tone.

 

Jordyn frowned and wiped her eyes, stopping her cries.
"I...don't know..." she said, closing her eyes. She could remember the memory of watching her brother kill her parents in front of her. She flinched.
"He wants us to think... He wants us to use what we've been through to survive..." she said. She shook slightly again, feeling a few jolts release in her body.

 

Jacob sat back down to her. "C'mon, lets see what he wants us to do next, maybe we can get out of here in the mean time." He hugged her, not wanting her to feel hurt, or scared, it was in his nature not to make people feel sad.

 

Jordyn's eyes widened slightly, and a rosey color filled up her cheeks. She hugged him back, letting him comfort her. She blinked once.
"Jacob... do you still have those keys you found? We need all of them just in case," she said.

 

Darren tried to heal his bleeding hand, but nothing would work. Suddenly, his phone rang and he answered.
"Yeah?" Darren said, his hand nearly burning.
"Hello, Darren." a terrifying voice said from the phone. "It seems that two of your fellow prisoners have managed to save themselves...for now. How did they do this? They followed my rules, which is what you must now do."
"Look, I don't know what's going on." Darren responded angrily, his hand intensely bleeding. "But I'm not about to listen to some guy who abducted me."
"You have 10 minutes." the voice said coldly, ignoring Darren's comment. " In that time, you will have lost enough blood to die. However, there is a solution. Leave the room you are in, then walk down the hall until you can go no further. There will be two holes in that wall. You must place your bleeding hand through one of the holes. Immediately, there will be a grip on your wrist too tight for you to escape. One hole will completely crush your hand, turning it to dust. The other shall completely heal the wound. Be careful, Darren. And follow my rules. The clock is ticking."
Immediately, Darren reluctantly put his phone away and ran out of the room, down the hall. Just as Jigsaw had said, there was a large wall with two separate holes in it. Now to choose. Both were covered in dry blood, which worried Darren. He only had 5 minutes left. Suddenly, an idea came to his head.
"Who needs rules..." he muttered, grabbing a chair that was at his side.
Quickly, he began smashing the chair against the wall. After a few moments, there was a huge hole in the wall. However, Darren did not see an instrument for crushing or for healing. Instead, a small TV stood on the other side with the image of what appeared to be a puppet on it.
"You broke my rules, Darren." the puppet calmly said. "I told you to never break my rules...Now, go. Use this time to find a way to heal your wound and meet with the others. You'll need it. We'll be speaking again very soon..."
The TV turned off, leaving Darren to believe he had outsmarted the little puppet. However, he was very wrong. There was no way he could escape breaking Jigsaw's rules...without the proper punishment...

 

"Only one...the other got stuck in the wall." He stared at the place where it went up to. He couldn't get that one back, it was a bad sign now. Without all the keys, the door wouldn't open, this was bad, very, very bad.

 

"I don't think it would've been used to open the steel door anyways.... Besides, there will be a key in the room we appeared in a few days.... We should try and find more-"

A loud ring buzzed in her pocket. Her heart almost stopped, and she felt tears well in her eyes.
No. Not again she thought.... Her trembeling hand felt through her pocket, and she pulled out a white cell phone. She flipped it open, and held it to her ear.

"Well done Jordyn....Jacob managed to keep you alive.... Give him my regards," he spoke thoroughly.

"What the f*** do you want from us?" she spoke, proudly, instead of fearfully. She didn't want him to think she was scared, even though, in the deepest part of her heart, she wanted to kill herself before she was put through torture.

"It's time, to play another game...In sixty seconds. The floor you are standing on will disappear, and you'll be thrown in a dark pit of needles. I've already used the before, but i enjoyed it so much, i decided to do it again... This trap door, will lead you to the underground level, where more varieties of key's will be available. But once you've fallen, you will not be able to come back up, until you've found all the keys in the underground level to unlock the staircase.
"You have two seconds," his voice sounded through. Then the floor underneath her disappeared, as he'd said. She screamed as she grabbed the sides of the trap door that was there. She looked beneath her at the large pit of needles he described. She saw the key, in the plain middle. She swung her legs, trying to find a wall to put her feet on. Her hands slipped, from the jolts in her body still edging her on.

 

Jacob grabbed her hands, more like the wrists, he held himself up by pushing back on the floor and pulled her up. It was a problem though, she weighed almost a ton to him, probably because he had no meat on his bones. He still picked her up, and breathed hard. "You...weigh a ton." He gasped, not caring what she retorted.

 

Jordyn took a few deep breaths. calculating her body figure, she'd expect not to be as light as a feather, so she didn't retort back as he might've thought. She found a wall, kicking her feet, and kicked upward, feeling half her body through the trap door. She pulled as hard as she could.

 

OOC: Either they're below, or they're above, which is it again?

 

OOC: Well, i'd figure she'd slip from his grip and fall into the needles, which is only about 10 feet below her.

 

OOC: Well, maybe, I would doubt...now I have lost what to do next with Jake. Great.....*sighs*

 

OOC: Can ya drop her? Like lose your grip? =P I'll make my character not hate him xD