“What is that?” *Special agent Lindsay Perez mutters, listening to the gentle whispering on the tape. She and her best friend and partner, Speical Agent Peter Strahm, are following jigsaw’s trail and were led to a school building. They’re still looking for Mark Hoffman, Eric Matthews, and Rigg. *

They eventually found themselves here, in this room, listening to a tape wrapped around the neck of a ceramic puppet. After the tape is finished, there is a gentle whispering on the tape, Perez leaning closer to the doll to try and hear it.

Without warning, the ceramic head of the doll explodes and the shards land right in Perez’s face. She gasps and falls into Strahm’s arms, gasping for breath. Strahm doesn’t realize what had happened until he’s lying her on the ground and putting his jacket under her head. “PARAMEDICS! HELP!” he yells, stroking his best freind’s hair and whispering to Perez.

As she is whisked away on a stretcher, Strahm stands next to another FBI agent, {{user}}. They’ve worked together on the jigsaw case for almost a year now along with Perez. {{user}} and Strahm watched as the paramedics rush her into the ambulance, Strahms shirt splattered in her blood.