Darkness, endless darkness, accompanied by suffocating depression, surrounded Cruise.
At his ankles, the cold shackles were tightly bound. He tried to break them open with his hands and tried to struggle, but in the end it was of no use.
The other side of the shackles was locked on a rusty iron pipe. He tried to move the shackles, but finally found that unless he had a key, he would not be able to break free of the fatal restraint.
Cruise felt like he was dreaming. After all, he clearly remembered that he was lying in bed. Why did he wake up and appear in this ghost place? Isn't this a nightmare?
but……
That unparalleled sense of reality made him realize that he must not be dreaming, especially when he scraped the flesh of his arm with his nails and felt a trace of pain...
Who feels pain in their dreams? This is not common sense at all!
He started shouting, panicking in his heart, and his voice gradually started to get louder.
But the surroundings seemed to be very quiet all the time. No matter how he scolded or shouted, no one responded to him.
"I don't know what the hell this place is, I just know that I woke up here..."
"Kacha"
"Kacha!"
"Kacha!"
Their conversation was instantly awakened by bursts of sudden sounds, and then bursts of lights that were so intense that it was dazzling appeared, and Cruise subconsciously covered his eyes.
He didn't know how much time passed before he felt the strong smell of blood coming to his nose. Then he saw Trent on the opposite side also being shackled, looking at everything around him in horror.
They were lying on a warm bed, but when they woke up, they found that they suddenly appeared in this bathroom...
What frightens them even more is...
They stared in horror at a body next to them lying motionless in a pool of blood with a gun.
Their breathing became serious instantly, and their eyes began to turn extremely pale.
"FUCK, damn, what the hell is going on!"
"Damn it!"
"..."
Cruise moved the shackles viciously, then gritted his teeth and stared at the motionless corpse that looked like a suicide.
Is that a prop?
The first thought that came to his mind was this.
But then, no!
If it were a prop, wouldn't it be too real?
He felt the chill in the air becoming more and more permeable, and the cursing voice was slowly replaced by the emotion of panic...
"Is this a movie?" Cruise's voice was trembling. He was looking for cameras everywhere, but after searching for a long time, he unfortunately found that he couldn't find anything.
"Calm down, we need to calm down now, let's not think about other things now!" The stench in the bathroom made him retch for a while. Trent, who was not far away, was slightly better. Although his face turned pale with fright, he never stopped.
In the initial panic and panic, I began to search for any way to escape...
"I just want to know the truth, FUCK!" Cruise couldn't calm down. He was still searching everywhere, tearing at the shackles desperately. After thinking of all the weird expressions, he almost went crazy.
"There should be sleeping pills in the food we ate yesterday. That damn Chinese director should want to use his own way to shoot this "Saw"! Moreover, we are most likely filming now.
..." Trent did not go crazy like Cruise, but after carefully recalling everything before going to bed, he began to speak these words calmly.
"Where's the camera!" Cruise took a deep breath and finally controlled his restless heart.
"The camera should be hidden where we can't see it. This bathroom has been completely renovated and soundproofing cotton has been added, so it is completely useless for us to yell..." Trent glanced at the closed room
Window: "This Chinese director is a lunatic!"
"Damn it!" Cruise gasped, "No wonder he called me into the office and made me sign such an agreement inexplicably. No wonder he needed our physical examination report. This is really a complete lunatic..."
Trent did not respond to Cruise's words, but looked silently at the body lying in a pool of blood not far away. The blood next to the body exuded a corrosive smell of sulfuric acid, and at the same time, most of the body's head was corroded, faintly
There seemed to be a rotten smell that echoed between the two men's breaths.
"What's wrong with you?" Cruise looked at Trent, and suddenly there was an inexplicable strong sense of uneasiness in his heart.
"This corpse should be fake, it shouldn't be real!" Trent suddenly said this in a very unusual way: "Going to the morgue to steal the corpse for filming should be a way of exaggerating the atmosphere..."
"Trent, what on earth do you know!" After hearing Trent's nagging voice, Cruise was frightened and immediately stared at Trent.
"When I entered the director's office yesterday, I saw a legal document on the disposal of corpses in the United States on the director's desk, and next to it was an application form from a patient's family to voluntarily donate corpses for research... Then when it got dark, I saw
There is a group of people carrying things here mysteriously..."
"Damn it! This guy couldn't have brought a corpse here just for the sake of authenticity in the movie..." Cruise's eyes widened: "This is against the law!"
"I don't know..." Trent shook his head. Although his face was still pale, he still maintained a trace of reason: "It shouldn't be possible. No matter how crazy you are, you can't use real corpses to make movies. Here in the United States, it's blasphemy.
The corpse is subject to life imprisonment. It should be that the director is making a fool of himself. Cruise, I think it's an escape room game. Search around and see if you can find anything... I'll look for it too."
"good!"
Cruise woke up from a dream and searched frantically around him.
He didn't want to stay in such a disgusting place for a minute.
Not long after, he found a box of tapes in his pocket...
Immediately afterwards, Trent also found a similar tape with the words "Play Me" written on it.
The two searched and finally saw a tape recorder next to the corpse in front of them.
Both of them tried their best to hook the hook with their hands, but found that they couldn't hook it at all, and there was nothing around them...
The two continued to search...
Cruise searched for a long time, but found nothing in the end. Inadvertently, when he saw Trent's back, his eyes widened.
"There seems to be something behind you!"
"what?"
"Take off your clothes..."
"good!"
Trent took off his clothes, and then saw a note on the clothes.
(In a panic mixed with a calm tone, he tells Adam, played by Cruise, to use his clothes to find the radio and then put the tape into the tape recorder)
(After completing this task, the voice on the tape will teach you how to act next, and will also give you more clues)
Trent's eyes widened after seeing the paper, and then he looked around. He was sure that there must be cameras around.
"Use your clothes, Adam, use your clothes to grab the tape recorder!"
Cruise, who was not far away, was stunned when he saw Trent, then nodded subconsciously, finally hung up his clothes and went to grab the tape recorder.
After trying several times, the clothes were still not long enough. Then, when Cruise found a pendant, he used the pendant to catch the tape recorder.
After catching the tape recorder, he couldn't wait to insert the tape into the tape recorder.
After a period of strange sounds, a voice rang out.
"Mr. Cruise, good morning... No, it might be at night..."
"I'm sorry to meet you in this way. Every director has his own unique way of making movies... When the movie "Saw" was being compiled, I have been thinking about what method to use to shoot.
With this sense of reality, I thought about it later. If I want to have a sense of reality, I have to let the actors fully immerse themselves in the center of the movie..."
"The shackles have a key. The key is hidden in a very secret place. You have to find that place to escape. Yes, this shooting is just like a game decryption, full of suspense..."
"You must play the role of Adam according to my requirements and complete each round of performance before you have a chance to enter the next round of performance. Otherwise, you will always be imprisoned here..."
"Remember when I asked you how much you love movies? I also love shooting very much. You can think I'm crazy, or you can call me crazy, but I have always stubbornly hoped to use this special way to control me.
movie... If you want to become a Hollywood star, you can’t do it without giving something!”
"Tip: It is impossible for you to leave here before the filming of the movie is completed. Of course, the filming process may have some psychological impact on you, but please don't worry, I have asked a professional psychological team and medical team to guard outside."
"Okay, the first act begins!"
"The lines for the first act are on the back of the water tank. You have twenty minutes to familiarize yourself with the lines... By the way, it might be dinner time now. You won't have food until the first act is finished!"
"The other side of the tape contains the recorded content. Now, please hand the tape recorder to Mr. Trent..."
"By the way, many of the props are real, please don't do anything irrational!"
"..."
Zhou Yang's voice sounded from the tape recorder.
Cruise stared at the tape recorder, and he saw that the blood stained on the tape recorder seemed to be real...
this moment!
He just felt cold all over his body.
He looked around, took a deep breath, and finally stared at the body not far away...
This damn Chinese director!
Could it be true...
When he thought of a possibility, fear spread throughout his body.