SAW VIII: Chapter 11
Fervent tears and self-reproach complicate the way Kathrin's. Her son will live as a cripple ... Because of her! IF he is will survive this night. Exactly this idea comes now to her mind. But after a while she shakes her head.
'I'll accoblish it! Tobi, I'll get ya outa here! I'll win the other games! '
But she does not really believe in their thoughts. Crying, she leans against the wall and slides down with her back.
'How does this guy know about my orphans?'
As always, if she is complexed, she puts her hands into her coat pocket. There she feels something hard. Confused, she pulls it out. There is a small photo album. It takes her breath away. All the children she has ever conciliated, their adoptive AND their biological parents are shown therein. On the back there is written -in red letters- 'The drug-parents childres were probably not enough.' A small photo slides on the floor. It shows a blonde, overjoyed woman -Kathrin knows just too well- Jill Tuck, next to a
SAW VIII: Chapter 10
Like in a movie theater the apprentices of Dr. Lawrence Gordon -and his self- have assembled around the television and are banned watching the games of Kathrin Scorpion. She has lost two out of five games, already.
But the doctor and Korey do not seem to be focused. Lawrence looks impatiently at his watch on his left wrist, while the youth musteres all her comrades.
After a while he notices her anger, "What's the matter, Rey? You seem so worried."
"Is this a miracle?", she replys, "There is a killer on my best friends and on my track. WITH Hoffman in tow. I'm afraid ..."
"You don't need to be scared. I 'll govern it."
"Afraid for you, Larry!"
"Nothing will happen to me." Reassuring, he puts his hand on her shoulder, "Before Hoffman recognises he won't be our problem, anymore. And you don't have to worry about Mika. Alone, she won't do something to you."
"It's not ... I'm worried about you ...Larry ... you want to kill Hoffman ...John wouln't have wanted this ...", s
SAW VIII: Chapter 9
Frightened and in great pain Kathrin continues. She still can not fully realize what is going on here. Ed died, Tobi has lost one leg and might emulate Edward. All because of her. Kathrin would prefer to sit on the floor, close her eyes, ears and would not esponding to anything or anyone ... But ... this is out of a question. She must save her son. The only person for whom she would throw everything ... Therefore, she must continue ...
A little disoriented, she looks around. She is in a long, barren hallway. A pungent smell climbs up her nose... It smells like ... Hydrogen chloride ...? Confused, she follows the scent. It get stronger, as closer she comes to the end of the hallway. A large fire door announces the next game.
'Are you willing to continue to see the truth in the eye?'
She hesitates briefly, looks in her head for another possibility, but there is none. She MUST go through this, if she wants to save Tobi ...
Once again, the test subject is looking at her
SAW VIII: Chapter 8
Odium. Wrath. Ire.
These words could describe Mark Hoffman's current emotional state. Odium that Mika disappeared without concrete answers for an afternoon, evening and the beginning of the night -again-, although he has spoken to her mailbox, that she should show up immediately with some utensils he needs. Wrath on John, because he sits here at all in this mess, just because has taken 'measures', in case Jill dies. And ire at himself, because he is dependent on a small, nineteen year old, vengeful girl. Mika is nice and reliable on -her way-, but something is wrong with her ... She seems to be so ... He can not say ... unnatural, perhaps ...?
Sighing, he sits on the construction plans of Gordon's trap. It is diabolical. Without hope of escape. The doctor is going to die. Certainly. But before this relief, he will suffer. Pain will be no expression ... A mischievous grin spreads across his lips. Briefly he goes through every step of the trap.
Then he stand
SAW VIII: Chapter 7
There she lies, unconcious, Kathrin Scorpion, the boss of a huge orphanage. She wears a coat and skirt that has seen better days. Maybe it's just dirty because she lies on the dirty floor tiles. The same goes for their short, peroxide blond dyed hair.
Slowly she comes to again, looks around in panic. This place is not familiar to her. Shutoffs are set up around her, as in in the dressing rooms of swimming pools. Anxiously she straightens up, hammers with her fists against the walls, "Lemme outa here!!!"
Neither edge the heavy wooden boards down, nor anyone rushes to her aid. Nevertheless she continues. Hope dies last, "Can't anyone hear me?!? Help, HELP! HELP MEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Still no answer.
Crying, she proposes one final time against one of the walls. With a quiet clack it gives in and swings a little bit wide. Long for a heartbeat she hesitates. Then outweighs the curiosity and fear. She opens it completely, carefully. In her front stretches a r
SAW VIII: Chapter 6
Incredible angry Mika enters the office in the first floor of her house, slams the door after behind her. By the loud clanging Hoffman thoughts are torn from his plans. He looks up, "Where were you?"
In response she throws -very loaded- a newspaper in front of him, on the desk.
With a casual glance, he looks at the headline that reads, 'Jigsaw strikes again', then he looks back his roommate, although they see each other relatively rare. Michaela's face is reflected in aggression, hatred and -mostly- fear.
"So what?" Mark asks casually.
"SO WHAT?!?", she repeats shrilly," SO WHAT! THINK ABOUT OUR BARGAIN! "
"We want Gordon. And because YOU don't care about, and because you disappear that often, I had to take care of it."
"I care about nothing?? Just because you don't see me at work, doesn't mean that I'm doing NOTHING!"
"I doubt that.", He gives back completely calm.
"Oh, you doubt this??? Did your 'brilliant' mind ever thought that Grodon knows that you fled, because
SAW VIII: Chapter 5
Humming Korey enters the area of the pool attendants of the disused indoor swimming pool and walks along the long, dreary, barren concrete corridor. Although her chest hurts -by the impact, three days ago- but she is so fit again that she can help Lawrence with the final work. Full of enthusiasm she opens the adjacent door to the dressing area to the former employees, in which they will watch the games of the new victims. The monitors are already available but not connected to the cameras. Of course ...
She sighs ... This was so clear ...
Without hesitation, she crawls under the tables, connects the cables. After a while she comes out from under the desks, starts the screens.
"Don't despair, ask Korey." Mutters she pleased. On the seven computer monitors the required records of the connected video cameras appear.
Supported with arms on the gray work area, she observes how her 'fellow pupils', the perform the last tests of the different traps, with dummies
SAW VIII: Chapter 4
The room is empty. The atmosphere is terrifying. The light of a 50 watt light bulb, that hangs directly above the sole object in the room, flickers. There is a chair. Strange apparatuses are set up to it. In it sits a young woman. Unconscious. Her head is hanging limply on her chest. Her face is covered by smooth, brown hair. She is tied. The brand clothes are partially torn.
She slowly regains consciousness. Laggard she raises her head, looks around. This location is unknown to her. Frantically she tries to stand up, to loosen her bonds. After a few seconds her hands are free. Immediately tries the elaborate painted woman to get away from the chain around her waist area, in vain.
"Help! HELP MEEE!! !"
In response there is a squeak. Hopefully she looks right to the source, but it's just a clown-like doll in a tuxedo on a red tricycle. It 'drives' to the brunette, until it is two feet next to her, "Hello, Becky. I want to play a game. How often have you discredited ot