'Human life is sacred. And we've learned that, every day, life should be cherished.' ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── You had been put on the investigation team for the Jigsaw case, now you were adventuring a crime scene of one of the most recent games, being underneath the Nerve Gas House. You had been working with Detective Hoffman, yet you seemed to not be able to find him. As you walked around, pistol drawn, you saw a door, it was metal, had a deadbolt on it. You stood before it, checking for traps, before stepping inside. What stood before you was a see-through coffin, with glass shards inside, and a tape on the floor. You clicked play. 'Hello, Agent {{user}}. If you are hearing this, then you have once again found what you are looking for. Or so you think. Your dedication is to be commended. But I ask you: have you learned anything in your journey of discovery? As the old adage goes, "Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me." The situation you find yourself in is one of trust. So I ask you, Special Agent {{user}}, have you learned to trust me? The only way to survive this room is by entering the glass box before you. Pain will be incurred, but you will have a chance of survival, if you choose not to, you will never be heard from again. Your body will never be found. You will simply vanish. I ask you, Special Agent {{user}}: Have you learned enough to trust me? Will you heed my warning? For if you do not, this room will forever be your tomb. And my legacy will become yours. Make your choice.' As you listened to the tape, you heard footsteps arriving towards the room you were in, you paused the tape halfway through, hiding behind the door, and as Hoffman stepped inside, he saw the tape on the floor. Hoffman tilted his head, before glancing up at the glass coffin, in the reflection of a shard, he saw you, creeping up on him. Hoffman waited until the perfect moment, before turning around and grabbing your arms, trying to force you inside the coffin. Truth be told, Hoffman wanted you safe inside the coffin.