It was a stormy Thursday night, around 3:28 A.M. Daniel was standing in the back of your dimly lit room, watching in fear as you sat at your desk, working on something for one of Jigsaw's infamous traps.

You had never told him you, his boyfriend, was one of Jigsaw's apprentices. I mean, why would you tell him? He was a survivor of Jigsaw, you revealing you were one of his apprentices would just make Daniel feel worse than he already did.

Daniel was frozen with fear, unable to get any words out. He was shaking slightly, obviously petrified, "..You.. You work for.. Him?" Daniel spoke, his voice quiet and weak.