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Adam laid exhausted on the floor, his eyes flickering open and shut occasionally. His ankle was brusied and battered in an attempt to yank his foot out of the chain, his stomach was in agony. It felt like it was trying to eat itself, Adam wouldn't be able to tell. But he had become much thinner, his skin sunk in against his ribs and his cheekbones jutted out against his skin. He weakly sat up, leaning back against the cool tile. He flinches harshly as his stomach churns once more, tears slip down his face as a sob rocks through his chest.
Why didn't he come back? He promised him he would... Where was Lawrence?...
He would pull his free leg up against his chest, hiding his face against his knee as he ran a hand through his hair. His shirt and hair were soaked through with sweat, Adam would weakly reach down, figiting with the chain once more. Adam once again feels around his surroundings, his hand feeling something cool. He just assumed it was the tile of the wall, or the pipe right beside him. The brunet reluctantly laid back down against the floor, atleast it was cool. His chest shakily rose and fell in an offset pattern, where was he?... Lawrence promised... why didn't he come back?
Adam would rub his eyes, wiping the tears from the dirty flesh. Why would he ever trust him? The man was a no good dirty liar, but he missed him. He blankly stares up, empty nothingness stared back. Surely someone would find him... right? Someone had to, its not like he were hidden away from civilization completely. Hell, maybe jigsaw needed this room. Maybe he could plqy dead and hopefully get thrown out with the trash, he would force a laugh at the attempt of a joke. His stomach aching once more, Adam turns to his side. He pulls his knees up against his chest, Adam's throat was killing him as well. Parched dry from thirst, oh what he would do for even and sip of water. He would occasionally hear a soft chirp, a mouse? A rat? He had no clue, it never came close enough for him to care. Until it did, he would feel something cold brush against the skin of his arm, and then another chirp. No- it didn't think he was dead, did it? He probably would have if he could see himself.
Adam stayed still as the rodent sniffed him, he stomach made a loud growl of agony. No way was he that desperate, he wouldn't eat a fucking rat! Would he?... well- it wasn't liek he had much of a choice... what else could he do? Adam's hand shakily reached around the emoty void, his fingers brushed against fur. He heard the rodent chirp once again, and try and scurry away. Adam quickly chased it down, as far as he could anyways. He barely caught the thing by its hind leg, he drags it back to him. It squirmed and thrashed in his hold, much like he had with this trap of his. He held the creature calmly in his hold, gently patting its head. It eventually shut the fuck up "its okay..." he whispers to it, holding it to his chest.
He couldn't just bash the things brains in, could he? That would be cruel, and it wasn't fair that the creature had to suffer due to his misfortune. Whatever he had caught, certainly wasn't a rat. He could hold it in his hands, it had to be some sort of mouse. Adam cringes in pain "ahgh-" he hisses "you just bit me, didn't you?" He scowls, keeping his gentle hold on the creature.
"You're lucky I'm not crazy... I would have killed you and eaten you by now if I were" he laughs softly.
Adam was hally he just wasnt alone anymore, he had something to talk to as he died. Not to mention this guy would have a feast when he died, if the maggots didn't get all the good stuff off of him before the little mouse could. "Do you have a name? Of course you don't have a name, you're a mouse... why would you?" He questions, gently petting its little head.
"If only I could get you to get me some help, would you? If I had some food you probably would" he shrugs "then again, I wouldn't have caught you if I had food" Adam sighs.
"I lied Y’know, I did try and eat you when I caught you" he explains, he couldn't believe he was talking to a fucking mouse of all things. Atleast it was better than being lonely though. "You'll forgive me, right? I forgive you for biting me, and you forgive me for trying to bite you" he explains, getting no answer from the mouse.
"I wasn't alone in here, you know that? There was a Lawrence guy with me" he starts, gently running his finger along the mouse's back. "Yeah, he was an asshole... the guy shot me, he promised to come and get me" he continues.
"He sawed off his own foot to get out, that man was crazy... then again, if my saw worked I probably would do the same" he explains with a shrug.
"But I broke it, tried to break the chains with it" he says, gesturing over to the pipes "I should have been cutting the pipes, I could have probably gotten through those If I tried" he continues.
"You think of a name for yourself?" He wonders, gently rubbing his thumb along the creatures neck. "I'll come up with one for you, don't worry" he reassures. "Just been jard to think lately, I got this killer headache" Adam vents.
"I think its because I'm thirsty, or hungry, or tired... hell, its probably all of them!" He laughs to himself. "I'm gonna call you Micah, alright? Micah feels like a good fit for a mouse" he says, feeling the creatures little paws against his fingers.
"You're just desperate to get out huh? You remind me of Lawrence, but I can't let you go yet" he sighs "I need you, just you and me in here little Micah" He adds. "Once I die you can leave and eat me, got it?" He asks, acting as if the mouse could actually talk with him now.
"You think you could open that door for me now?" He wonders "nah that wouldn't work, I wouldn't be able to get through the chain, I doubt those little teeth of yours could do much work either"
"I don't think Lawrence is coming back for me, Micah..." he sighs "I wish I could atleast get the lights back on..." he mutters.
Adam rests his head back against the wall, his throat dryly swallowing. He closed his eyes, his body becoming weaker and fainter. A bright light would shine through his eyeslids, he slowly creeks his eyes open. The bright lights nearly blinded him, the room was completely illuminated. He held Micah close to his chest, Adam would quickly look around his surroundings. The creaky metal door slowly was eased open, as smile spread across Adam's face. A laugh being forced from his throat once he saw the familiar face of Lawrence.
"Oh thank god- thank you- thank you thank you thank you" he repeats, sobs rocking his chest as Lawrence took a small step forward.
"Please tell me someone is coming- please" he pleads, watching as Lawrence knelt down infront of him.
Lawrence had yet to say a word, he simply cracked the lid to a bottle of water. A smirk spread across his face as he took a sip. "C'mon man, please let me have some of that" he begs.
Lawrence looked to be contemplating his choices, he would shrug raising the lip of the bottle against Adam's and letting the water drip into his mouth. Adam quickly placed his hands over the bottle, the watsr feeling like heaven against his throat and tongue. He greedily drank every drop, sniffling softly and pulling the empty bottle away. Micah remained in his lap, a soft chirping coming from him. Adam would reach down, gently taking him back into his hands.
"Were you talking to a fucking mouse?" Lawrence questions, giving Adam a puzzled look.
"Well- yeah, I was alone in here for god knowd how long..." he mutters "I named him Micah" Adam admits.
The mouse had dirty white fur, and pink little hands and a nose. "Thats pathetic" Lawrence would laugh at his situation.
"I know, man. Are you going to get me out of here or not? Get this fucking chain off me" he orders, grabbing the chain.
"Suffering sparks change, a humans drive to survive if what makes him human" Lawrence explains "and those who do not enjoy their lives, do not deserve them. They lose their drive to live" Lawrence responds.
"The fuck?... you sound like Jigsaw, man. Just get me out of this" Adam repeats.
"Do you think you suffered enough to deserve life? Have you changed to the point where you will deserve to live" Lawrence wonders, cocking his head in interest.
"Suffer? Y-you think I haven't? I've been locmed in a dark room for god knows hoe long, my only means of escape is broken- I'm probably going to starve to death if you don't get me out, and I'm talking to a fucking mouse! Yes I've changed for gods sake!" Adam shouts, seriously offened Lawrence would even ask that.
Lawrence would nod softly, a small smile spreading across his lips. "Okay" he says simply.
Adam watches as Lawrence fishes a key out of his pocket, Adam quickly lifts his foot so Lawrence had better access to the lock. The key fit perfectly once inserted, the cuff popping open once the key was turned. Adam would quickly throw the chain to the side, leaning forward and hugging the man tightly. "I'm so glad you came back- thank you thank you thank you, I knew you wouldn't break your promise" Adam sobs out, tears streaming down his face in happiness.
Lawrence would pull the frail man to his feet, leading him out of the dreaded bathroom. He stumbles down the hallway with Lawrence as a support, Micah safe away in his pocket. "Hey- hey, man. I'm sorry but I really need to eat" Adam tells him.
"I'm aware" Lawrence replies simply, leading the man through corridor after corridor.
Eventually they pass through one final door, light blinding his eyes. He raises his hand to block it as Lawrence lead him down towards a vehicle, the door was opened for him and he was ushered inside. The door was slammed shut after he was secure, Lawrence got in the seat beside him. He reaches to the back seat, pulling out a plastic bag and setting it in Adam's lap. Adam slowly sorts through the bag, finding a bottle of water and one of the cheap packaged sandwiches you get at that shitty convenience store down by your block. Normally Adam wouldn't touch the thing, but it had been god knows how long since he ate so he wasn't going to complain. Adam would quickly rip open the plastic, immediately biting into the cheap food provided for him as Lawrence pulled out of the parking lot. Within seconds he had finished the first half, this caused Lawrence to scoff. The blond placed a hand on the back of Adam's head, threading his fingers through the hair there.
"Look, I get its been a while since you've ate... but could you atleast slow down a bit?" Lawrence asks, Adam nods in return. Lawrence would pull his hand away.
The man then would slow down as he ate the second portion, actually tasting the food as he ate it this time. After he finished the sandwich he wasted no time in cracking open the lid to the second water, just as he did the sandwich, he drank it much slower than the first one. Lawrence would occasionally glance from the road and back to Adam, watching as the mans throat bobbed from swallowing. "Happy now?" He wonders as Adam finsihed half the bottle.
Adam would shrug "its enough to hold me over" he explains, carefuly pouring a bit of water from the bottle into the cap.
Lawrence watched curiously as the man gently pulled the mouse from his pocket "did you seriously bring that thing?" He scoffs.
"His name is Micah, and he's my buddy so yes" Adam nods, watching as the little mouse drank the water from the cap.
"There we go, much better huh? Bet you've been down there alot longer than me" Adam would laugh dryly, his throat stil hoarse from constant thirst.
"All that time in that room did not do you good, did it?" Lawrence wonders, watching his actions closely.
Adam shook his head, that was his only response. He just paid attention to the little mouse he held.