Part 1

Part 1

Part 2

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It's been about..you don't know. You don't have a watch. But it's been so long. (Since last I've seen my son lost to this monster THE MAN BEHIND THE SLAUGHTER). It feels like months or years. You frown.

You both are bored, and you're pretty sure ghostie is asleep. You sigh and stare at the wall. You honestly haven't tried escaping or doing anything else. Do you want to escape? Yes, absolutely. Do you know how?...No. 

You think for a moment, finally you decide to untie the restraints around your wrists, or at least try to.

You fidget around with the rope, after a while, you finally succeed in untying something. You're surprised it even worked.

"Stop fidgeting around with my hands." Ghostface suddenly says, his voice is drowsy and deep. He clearly just woke up, or you clearly woke him up. You stop for a moment.

"You sound like you just woke up." You respond. He yawns and scoffs.

"You woke me up, I could've slept more" He rolls his eyes and you frown. 

"I think I untied your wrists. Check." You tell him, he hums and tugs on his wrists. 

"You didn't untie them, just loosened them up." He tells you, you nod and sigh. Maybe, if you untie him, he'll untie you, and then you both escape. You smirk and nod. You start fidgeting around with the rope again. He groans and rolls his eyes as he feels you fidget with his wrists.

You bite your lip as you work. Your wrists are definitely scratched from all the moving. After about fifteen minutes of scratching your wrists and breaking your nails, you finally succeed. You gasp. He slowly removes his hands from behind his back.

"You are a miracle worker." He mumbles as he stares at his wrists. You laugh softly. He gets up grabs his knife and mask, then walks to the basement door. You stare at him with a frown, isn't he going to help you?

"Aren't you going to help me?" You ask slowly, he puts his mask on and turns to face you. He chuckles.

"Nope. Sorry, sweet cheeks." He shrugs and laughs. He turns to the door and you stare at him, feeling betrayed. He slowly grabs the doorknob...but he doesn't turn the it.

"...aren't you going to beg me to stop..?" He asks quietly...you frown.

"If I did..you won't turn to help me.." you respond. He nods and sighs..he turns and walks towards you. You notice him unsheathe his knife, your eyes widen in fear. He's going to kill you..

He walks closer and cuts the restraints on your wrists. Oh. You remove your wrists from behind your back and stare at him.

"Thank you" you mumble. He sighs and nods. You get up, you both walk to the door.

You slowly wake up. Your head is aching and your throat is sore. You look around. Where the fuck were you..? you're in some kind of basement..

"...w-what.." You mumble confused, you don't remember how you got here....

"Well, good morning, sunshine" A voice suddenly says, cutting off your train of thought. You flinch slightly.

"Who's there!?" You ask panicked.

"Behind you, dumbass."The voice says annoyed. You try to turn around, but then you realize that you're tied to a chair. You're even more confused now.

"I'm..tied to a chair.." you mumble.."Who..Who are you!? Did you kidnap me!?" You say angrily, you're slightly scared. The voice sighs and mocks you.

"'diD yUo kiDnaP m-'. NO, If I was the one who kidnapped you, I wouldn't be tied up too, sweetheart." He says annoyed. He sighs again and slouches slightly, you can feel the back of his head hitting yours.

"And do you seriously not remember me? Maybe it's because I don't have my mask and voice modulator on.." He mumbled. You try to think of who it could be. You don't know, honestly. And your brain ain't helping, you don't remember shit from yesterday.

"Uh..no..who are you?" You ask awkwardly, he sighs in annoyance again. 

"Uh..I can't really say.." He responds..you deadpan, that didn't help much did it..?

"...ok?? Well, do you know how we got here..?" You ask, trying to get something..an answer out of him.

"Yeah! And it was your fuckin fault!" He snapped. You frowned slightly, you didn't even know this man and he's accusing you of getting you both stuck here.

"What!? How is it my fault, asshole!?" You asked, annoyed.

"Well, I was trying to kill you. BUT you-" He starts speaking, but you cut him off.

"WHAT!? What do you mean trying to kill me!?" You gasped, you scowl and try to think about it. Then you remember the first half of last night, getting a call at 2 am. 

"HEY! you're that asshole with the knife! Uh.. ghostface! Fuck you!" You yelled at him. He chuckles and sighs again.

"NO, fuck you for getting us here. I was happily chasing you. BUT THEN you decided to act all brave and run out the house into the forest. And you thought it was a great fucking idea to SCREAM IN THE MIDDLE OF THE FOREST late at night, which was really fucking dumb"

He argued back, which did shut you up for a moment. He rolls his eyes, and you stare at the wall Infront of you. Then you smack his head with the back of your head, since y'all are tied back to back.

"OW, The fuck was that for!?" He frowned, and you sighed.

"That didn't explain how I was the one who caused this." You replied with a smirk, kinda happy that you hit him. He mumbles something under his breath.

"Your screaming caused them to notice us and capture us, sweet cheeks" He rolled his eyes. You're now even more confused, and annoyed.

"Who's them..?" You softly asked. He groans and smacks your head with his. You frown.

"You're dumb. But think of the worst person you could imagine." He nods with a smirk. You gasp in shock and horror.

"We were kidnapped by cannibals!?" You screeched (like a pterodactyl, caw caw)

"OW, my fuckin ears, sweet cheeks. Lower that tone. But no. It's worse." He slowly nods again. You gasp once more.

"Is..is it..Satan!? We were kidnapped by the devil!?" You gasped. He sighs, annoyed.

"If I kidnapped us, why would I be tied up, love? Think logically" He shakes his head in annoyance. You deadpan and roll your eyes.

"You're not-"

"YES I AM! IM THE DEVIL!" He yells at you. You didn't even finish the goddamn sentence. You grimaced and sighed.

"Tell me who kidnapped us!" You argued, getting fed up with his childish behavior.

"Fine..we were kidnapped by.."

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A wise person once said "life goes onion, onion, onion, onion"- Oliver tree LMAOO. Also, ur dad's department is definitely hiding tons of shit from u lol.

Y'all, I wonder if Daniel Matthews ever thought about his father during and after the trap. He probably thought his father left him for dead during the trap and felt it was a burden being related to him. Then Kerry and Rigg break the news to Daniel in the hospital that his father actually did love him and was worried sick about him, and that his father beat Jigsaw just to find him. How did Daniel react when the police told him that his father died by getting his head crushed by ice? Was he happy, nonchalant, or did he feel some kind of guilt? Maybe he did feel slightly sad.

It just crosses my mind from time to time lol.

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Do people still even read fanfictions??? Cause I feel like half the people use C.ai or other stuff like that. I mean, I can't be talking shit. Especially since I barely write and I also use ai. But I mean..?? Do people still read? Genuine 6, not being rude or anything.