The phone rings. The timer panel on the old wall suddenly rang. Start working countdown timer

"He must be crazy. Does he think he's a pervert from a movie?" His mouth pretended to be cursing. But he used his other hand to feel for the ax under his chair. Seeing that it really existed, he hurriedly pulled it out until it fell off. It was a brand new shiny ax with a round handle made of black steel.

Mr. Khiad did not follow. Mouth shouted loudly throughout the field, "Help, help, help me, help me" like that many times. But in vain, no one appeared through the door. Not even a single dog or cat.

I'm sweating all over my body. Breathing rapidly Adrenaline rushes through the body. Holding an ax with his non-dominant hand, he tried to cut the iron bracelet on his wrist but was unsuccessful. The iron bracelet showed no signs of breaking. Only his wrists were red and bruised and covered in blood.

THAI IMITATED "SAW" 

By: Blood Crayon

“Where am I?”

Mr. Khiad drowsily wakes up in a dazed state of doubt. Where are you? Look around. It's an old rectangular room. The color of the cement walls has peeled off.

Sheets all over the place. The room floor is dirty. It was full of dust and scattered scraps of paper, including some old, torn pieces of cloth. There is a poster picture. young woman with a slender figure

White skin, smooth, radiant, half naked. Underneath there was only a light gray satin tied in a knot just below the navel. The top part holds a brown vase covering one side of the chest.

The other side was bare, showing the top of a light pink breast. standing in the middle of the stream It made Mr. Khiad feel lustful. I stared at that picture for a long time. while thinking strangely If you just use the tip of your little finger to hook that cloth just a little. You can see the whole body, which is proportional and has a narrow waist. White, seductive thighs Then he quickly shook off that thought. Turn to look towards the door. that has only a frame and no door

There are two windows in the same condition, with no panes. Above the picture, there is a box with something like a stopwatch, but it

Not working

“Who is doing this to me?”

Swearing angrily I found myself sitting in an old chair in the middle of the room, one hand stuck to a wooden table. Can't remove it because it's stuck on a dirty wooden table with hot glue. That's not enough. The wrists were locked with iron bracelets. Until you can remove the glue. Mr. Khiat's hand did not come off the iron bracelet. Stick to the table anyway.

Even moving and lifting the entire table was impossible. Looking down, the four legs of the table were locked and firmly attached to the cement floor.

Try using the other hand that isn't bound by the glue and metal bracelet to remove that hand. But it's useless. Making myself hurt even more until the hand that was locked was red and bruised all over my arm.

“Hello, Mr. Khiad.” A man stepped out and stood in the doorway without a door. The height of a typical Thai man is approximately one hundred and seventy centimeters. Wearing a black suit with a white shirt underneath, wearing a mask, imitating the movie Saw (

SAW)

“Who are you? Is it you who did this to me?” he shouted loudly at the man wearing a black suit and a saw mask. Trying to remember why I was here. He remembered the last time. Sitting drinking alcohol in a liquor store in front of the alley, before the entrance to the rental room where he lived. With money that you didn't earn But secretly used the skill of stealing to take other people's things as his own.

“You stealing other people's money like this is not right.”

Shocked and upset that someone found out its secret. Mr. Khiad was speechless for a moment. But he quickly refused.

“How do you know? My money, I didn't steal anyone's money?”

“I will ask you just one question. Listen to me carefully. This question will affect your life.” Saw Masked Man Leaning on the edge of the door, arms crossed, talking calmly. But his words were sharp. Until the listener felt a chill of fear run down the spine.

“What are you going to do? Let me go now. Otherwise, I will call for someone to come and help.” Still refusing to do so, he continued to threaten and hope that Will it make another person feel afraid? If anyone hears the sound, they must hurry to help. But he didn't know that the place where he was now was an abandoned house, far away from people.

“It's no use. But if you want to sing Sing it when you have to choose. Is it better to stay or go?” The man in the Saw mask Still speaking in a calm voice With cool, polite words

“What are you talking about?” he shouted loudly. But his heart beats loudly.

“Listen to me carefully and answer yes or no. Before answering, think carefully. If you lie, I'll give you a stainless steel roll. The one on your head suddenly fell on you with the remote button in my hand.

But if you accept, I'll hand you the phone instead. And I'll tell you how to survive in five minutes. Before a stainless steel coil falls on you and kills you, think carefully.

Before answering, but if you want to try it with me. Whether you really want to do it or not, you can try lying to me. last week You went into a woman's wallet and got 8,000 baht, right?” the man in a black suit asked, making sure he didn't miss the target. This was the same person who stole his sister's first half month's salary as he had just started working. It made his younger sister cry a lot of tears.

"m.."

Mr. Khiad is about to refuse. But he stopped suddenly. Swallow the lie down your throat instead. Because of the sharp voice of the Saw Masked Man. He had too much power to even try. Thinking in his head -- Why does he know? -- ..or this man saw the events of that day. The day it followed a woman Withdraw money from an ATM and put it in your wallet.

before stuffing it into a handbag and strapping it onto your shoulder again It followed her from a distance. She walked into the Tawanna Market near Bang Kapi. Then bought a shirt and paid with a thousand banknotes. She took the change and held it in her hand. Then she walked around and looked at things for a while. I got a second shirt. Then walked out of the market and waited to catch the bus.

The car has arrived and she is stepping into the car. But because there were so many people, they crowded together. He took advantage of this moment and quickly reached into the bag that was slung over her shoulder. Her bag was a small bag that opened and closed with a button. Makes it easy to get that wallet. Because the woman didn't notice. Yes, there really was eight thousand baht in there.

"Yes, I admit that I took money from a woman at the bus stop near Bang Kapi. I got eight thousand baht."

In the end, Mr. Khiad chose to tell the truth. Because a huge coil of stainless steel dangled only a few meters above its head. Hanging from the rafters under the roof of this one-story abandoned house.

“Huh..thank you for telling the truth. And this is the phone. In two minutes I will call this machine. I will tell you how you can escape and survive.”

Throw the phone at your feet. Then he kicked and kicked towards Mr. Khiad. But it caused Mr. Khiad to scramble. Use your foot to try to bring the phone towards yourself as close as possible. to reach for the phone I realized that my butt It is firmly attached to the chair. Unwrapped, full of glue. It was a waste of time trying to get the phone out.

After a long moment, it looked up. Saw Mask Man It has disappeared. It was the same time as the phone rang.

“What are you going to do with me?”

Pressed to answer the phone and shouted loudly. Anger and anger mixed with fear. Now it felt hot all over. Beads of sweat appeared all over his face and body. Fear comes and hypnotizes the mind and makes it shake. Really afraid of death

“Even if you admit that you really stole money from a woman, it doesn't mean that you will not be punished. Because you've gone around stealing other people's money so much that you don't even remember.

How many times have I given you time to save yourself? Because I set up a stainless steel roll release system. Have it fall right on you in only five minutes. You don't have to think about hiding under the table because your butt is stuck in the chair seat. You already know that. Listen to me. Use your free hand to feel for the axe. It's under the chair. Pick it up.

Now you choose Can you use an ax to cut an iron bracelet in five minutes? Or cut off your own arm To survive Choose your own life. Oh, if you can survive. Don't even think about stealing anyone else's money. If I find out, I'll come and cut off your other arm. Plus both legs."

The phone rings. The timer panel on the old wall suddenly rang. Start working countdown timer

"He must be crazy. Does he think he's a pervert from a movie?" His mouth pretended to be cursing. But he used his other hand to feel for the ax under his chair. Seeing that it really existed, he hurriedly pulled it out until it fell off. It was a brand new shiny ax with a round handle made of black steel.

Mr. Khiad did not follow. Mouth shouted loudly throughout the field, "Help, help, help me, help me" like that many times. But in vain, no one appeared through the door. There aren't even any dogs or cats.

I'm sweating all over my body. Breathing rapidly Adrenaline rushes through the body. Holding an ax with his non-dominant hand, he tried to cut the iron bracelet on his wrist but was unsuccessful. The iron bracelet showed no signs of breaking. Only his wrists were red and bruised and covered in blood.

Haven't given up on trying yet. Slashed straight at the iron bracelet on his wrist. Countless times carefully Afraid that he would cut his own arm.

Look up, neck and shoulders raised. Look at the gigantic iron roll. If it fell, it would probably die. There is less time left every moment. Deciding to change direction, he placed the ax on his wrist.

Bending his head, he tried to use his mouth to pull up the collar of his short-sleeved button-front shirt and bite it tightly. Mr. Khiat's breathing was pounding like a drum. Beads of sweat flowed into the eyes and felt a stinging sensation.

Lifting his hands up at arm's length, holding his breath, he slammed down onto the wooden table. Just two inches short of my wrist -- I can't do it. I can't cut off my own arm. I can't do it, I can't do it -- Mr. Khiad blurted out, his face distorted, he wanted to cry but couldn't.

Looking up at the clock on the wall, there was less and less remaining. Then he looked up and looked at the roll.

Stainless steel overhead again Decided to pull out the ax again.

Place the ax on your arm above your wrist again. Bend down and use his mouth to pull up the collar of his shirt and bite. Take a long, deep breath. Lifting the ax up to arm's length, he closed his eyes. He immediately decided to slash his own arm, "Ouch, ow, ow." Fresh blood spurted out, some of it splashing across the table and onto the floor. Some of it flowed onto the table, now it was covered in blood. A fishy smell hit his nostrils, but alas, his arm was not severed.

It might be because of putting on too little weight. or hard bones Mr. Khiad's face was distorted and distorted. full of pain

Wailing loudly

Make a last decision Raise the ax so that it is at arm's length. Slash down to the same position again. This time, he decided to focus on his own wrist that was covered in blood. In order not to miss the target and hit another position.

Successfully, his wrist was torn apart, but darn it, he still couldn't pull his arm off the table. Because the arms were still hot glued to the table. He looked at the time with a frightened expression, threw away his axe, and quickly took out his other hand and pulled out his arm with all his might. A piece of flesh under his arm was torn the size of a palm, still stuck to the glue on the table. Then his body flew out and fell along with the chair.

Stainless steel rolls drop into position. Where Mr. Khiat sat, an old wooden table later broke in half. A loud noise Dust spread throughout the room, mixed with the smell of his blood.

Mr. Khiad breathed a sigh of relief. Even though it hurts from the cut on his own hand The blood still hasn't stopped flowing. He hurriedly lifted himself up with the chair into a sitting position, unbuttoned the buttons, took off his shirt and wrapped it around that arm to stop the bleeding. This time there was another problem. How will it separate itself from this chair?

When the pants in which he sits It was attached to the chair and was filled with hot glue and couldn't be removed. It stood up and bent forward as much as possible. Using his normal hand, he unbuttoned his pants. Trying to remove it from myself But he couldn't take it off because he was wearing jeans, so it was difficult to take off. The wound ached. He chose a new method, scrambling to move little by little with a chair attached to his butt. Find the ax that he used to chop off his own arm lying on the ground on the other side.

Grab the ax Hurry and sit down with a chair. Use an ax to cut a long slit in your pants, one side at a time, until you succeed. He got up and quickly ran out the door. Ignoring that Right now, his entire body consisted only of a pair of underwear. Wrapped in my own sinfulness He only wanted to run far away from here. because he was afraid of the man in the black suit and the Saw mask

Change your mind and come back and kill it. And it promised itself If it survives

He didn't die first because he lost a lot of blood. It will never steal anyone's money again for the rest of its life. Even if he starves to death because he has no money to buy rice, he will die. The Saw Masked Man's voice still echoed in his head.

“If you survive, Don't even think about stealing anyone else's money. If I find out, I'll come and cut off your other arm. Plus both legs."

A man wearing a black suit and a Saw mask. Walk into the room and look at the work that has happened. Smiling proudly These people deserve an expensive lesson. Those who did not see the coffin did not shed tears.

++The End++

I would like to receive thanks from

Watercolor Publishing and Blood Pastel