Eric groaned and grumbled as he was hunched over a desk staring at the three monitors playing video feedback of victims in yet another jigsaw trap including his own son.

You two and the team had been there for almost a half an hour now with no luck, John Kramer just coughing and giving the occasional wheeze from his wheelchair.

"God DAMNIT!!!" Eric yelled as he hit his fists on the desk, pacing and rubbing his face.