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When Adam woke up he was on a bed in what seemed like some rundown factory. Was he actually dead this time? Was all of that in the bathroom for fuck all? Wasted because he was malnourished and dying from blood loss? He groaned as he blinked, trying to get his eyes to adjust to the grungy lighting and the smell of rust and metal. He heard voices mumbling and quiet, ‘shit, I think they noticed I’m awake’ was all he could think of in that moment, bringing his own hand up to his face to feel his skin and rub his eyes awake.
He sure as hell wasn’t in a hospital, it was to dirty and to quiet for that. He wasn’t at his apartment and in all honesty it looked like the bathroom in a different room. “Hey.. you awake there?” He heard a voice he recognized as Amanda’s speak from what sounded like the doorway. When he opened his eyes he saw he was correct, she held water in a clear cup and a few pills. “What’s..” when Adam tried to speak his voice was hoarse and strained, he figured he’d wait a second for the water.
He figured Amanda wasn’t going to kill him, not now at least. He knew her and as much as he’d like to give her the whole “that’s my ex neighbor and ex girlfriend who was also one of my best friends” benefit of a doubt he just.. can’t. Amanda makes it over to him handing him the cool water, which he immediately started taking sips of, and the pills which seemed to be Tylenol or Benadryl or some drug store off brand version of it. He held off taking the pills for a moment as he took a fresh breath of air, his throat wasn’t dry and he felt human again. “How ya feeling?” Amanda asked, sitting on the right side of the bed where there was more room, “I’m.. confused but I feel a lot better.. what happened? What’s going on?” Adam replied, attempting to keep his cool. He didn’t want to give her the benefit of a doubt but he did know her at some point. He felt a slight comfort at recognizing another human after being chained in a bathroom for fuck knows how long.
“You made it, is what’s going on. You have a choice at hand, Adam. If everything goes right you might be happier than you are now.” She sounded like she was trying be as vague as possible, which she was and it was working, but Adam was still confused if not more so. “So..” Adam started before finally realizing he wasn’t bleeding. On top of that he wasn’t hungry or light headed, he looked around to see medical equipment. IV fluids, feeding tubes, blood pressure monitors and cuffs, equipment for surgery, saws, and other stuff Adam couldn’t recognize. How long was he out for? “Did you feed me through a tube?” Adam searched his arms next, finding old puncture wounds from what seemed like IV needles. “Yes, I’m afraid we had to. You were on the brink of death, we had to practically nurse you back to health these past two weeks.” Amanda responded with a soft breath of a laugh.
“You’re medically trained? That’s fucking awesome, when did you even learn that?” Adam was genuinely impressed until he stopped to think about how she even found him in the first place. “Well I’m not..” “Actually, how did you manage to find me, Amanda? I haven’t seen you since you moved out 8 months ago with that girl you worked with. What happened to you? You look great but last I saw you..” he stopped himself, knowing the past addiction wasn’t the best topic to bring up. “Adam, things aren’t what they seem to be.” Again, she was being vague. “What the fuck does that even mean Amanda? You disappeared and now you just somehow miraculously stumbled across me after I was chained in a fucking bathroom for over a week? What the fuck Mandy?” He was getting frustrated at everything again, Amanda recognized this before he started rage rambling.
“Amanda?” A raspy male voice called from the hallway which made Adam freeze and Amanda stand up quickly. “Who’s..?” Adam started before the source of the voice walked into the room. He was an older and taller looking man with white hair, he wore an unreadable expression.
“I see the patient is finally awake.” The older man uttered as he coughed into his hand. “He’s better than before, he’s made good recovery time all things considered.” Amanda smiled as she stood next to the man “Although I hadn’t gotten the chance the explain yet..” she tried whispering to him but Adam could make it out. “Why don’t we just bring the doctor in for that job? I need you for the next project plus it would give him time to process things better.” The man said, Amanda seemed confused until something seemed to click in her brain and her expression turned light again.
“Adam, I will come back later and check on you. Take those pills while I’m gone, it’s nothing but a little headache medicine.” She smiled at him and left the room with a pep in her step. The man stayed, Adam had still not he slightest clue what was happening as he took the pills handed to him earlier. “Adam.” The man spoke from the corner, getting the younger’s attention quickly. Adam recognized his voice in a way and it bugged him why he couldn’t put his finger on why.
“The bathroom in which you were kept in is a place you won’t be going back to, I can assure you of that.” “How do you know about that? And seriously what the fuck is going on?” Adam sat up fully as his legs twitched “That bathroom you were in is of my making. You and Doctor Gordon were there because of your own actions. You are now here because you won and escaped.” That’s when it hit Adam like a freight train. This was the bald guy that shut him him, the guy that didn’t save him and left him to die. “You son of a bitch.” Adam was pissed, beyond it.
“I’ll fucking..” Adam trailed off and the man he now figured was Jigsaw held up a hand to him, “doctor, if you can hear me he’s ready for you.” With that, Jigsaw left and Adam sat there pissed and baffled. He finally moved his legs in the position of criss cross which made them tingle with life, he shoved his face in his hands. He rubbed his face aggressively and with agitation until he heard a throat clearing near him. “What do you fucking want?” He spoke before removing his hands from his face “listen if you’re here to give me some vague fucking rundown of everything that happening without explaining jackshit then..” when he opened his eyes, post taking his hands from his face, he was speechless for the first time since waking up. “Lawrence?”
Lawrence Gordon stood in front of the bed where Adam was sitting, tears in his eyes. “Adam.. you’re alive. By god.” He smiled, blanching himself of his cane and teary eyed. He made his way over to the bedside and sat down almost exactly where Amanda had earlier. Adam immediately nearly tackled him in a hug “Larry, you fucking made it? You’re actually here?” Adam cried into the blonde’s shirt as he clung onto him. “Yes, I’m here. I’m real, I can promise you that much.” Lawrence responded as he returned the affection. They sat there for awhile in silence before Adam sniffled and sat up a few inches from where he was laying against Lawrence. He still had his hands clinging to him and his shirt, he laughed quietly before speaking “I guess I found my way back to you and not the other way around, technically you kept your promise I just.. kind of did it first.” He smiled as he heard a light chuckle from Lawrence above him.