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To Sandvich, BadlyDrawnLightning and Davethepenquin... I'm not sure if this was the kind of thing that you were expecting, but... um, here it is 
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I didn't realise at the time but I guess that this is very much based on SAW
need-to-stop-watching-that-God-Forsaken-FILM! :O
When she woke up, all she could taste was blood.
I'm not going to open my eyes... not, actually," Amanda muttered. "You hear me? Actually?"
Although Amanda may sound crazy to you, she isn't. No matter what you may have been assuming. She's just had a bad history. Her boyfriend. Her Pa. They'd kidnap her, sometimes.
She'd been raped, a few times...
And she knew that she wasn't home, as the floor that she'd woke up on wasn't sticky or gritty. This floor wasn't covered in needles or broken pieces of glass that she'd been injecting herself with or slitting herself with before passing out...
Sure. This floor was just as bad. It was cold. And slimy.
"Hello?" Amanda said, opening her eyes. No, she never was one for sticking to things for very long.
But soon enough and sure enough it'd become apparent that Amanda was quite ALOWN.
Ooh. What a surprise...
That's what she was thinking. Until.
Until?
Until she'd noticed that she'd actually read the word ALOWN up on the wall. She hadn't just been thinking it.
Her blurry vision just made it so.
HELLO AMANDA
said the writing on the wall.
The writing was a thick, scrawly red, as if a child had been writing there with a chunky wax crayon.
"Noooo..." Amanda moaned.
Too familiar. Too familiar.
That writing was too familiar.
But she'd still continued reading. Manically.
That was the rules.
HELLO AMANDA it read.
MY DEAR,
LOOK HERE.
NEXT TO YOU IS YOUR BOYFRINED
SEE HIM?
THIS IS THE PRICE YOU PAY FOR BEING A JUNKIE
MY DEAR
SHIT!
Help me
Help me
Help me
She screams and no such luck.
Ugh.
Don't scream.
It'll echo off of the slimy walls and it'll feel as though somebody is screaming at you.
Where was she?
"Where am I?!" Amanda sobbed.
But who could possibly answer Amanda? She was deep, deep, deep underground and even she couldn't understand how there was light down there with her.
Amanda groaned.
Trying, trying not to scream once more.
So she'd carried on reading.
Desperately.
FIND THE WAY OUT AND YOU WILL APEAR
AT THE SURFICE
AND THEN THERE WILL BE NO NEED
FOR NEEDLES ANYMORE
AMANDA.
I'LL GIVE YOU A CLUE
THE ANSWER IS BLUE
DO YOU FEEL FEAR?
The rest of the walls were then completely consumed by: hahahahahahaha
"Oh... shit," she whispered, banging the back of the head against the wall before sliding down it in hopelessness.
She'd had to read the message through again before fully absorbing it.
NEXT TO YOU IS YOUR BOYFRINED
SEE HIM?
No. To be truthful, Amanda had not noticed her boyfriend lying next to her.
Or what was left of him.
His head.
Bright blue and red.
"Sick BASTARD!" Amanda screamed, before looking at her boyfriend again and realising...
I'LL GIVE YOU A CLUE
THE ANSWER IS BLUE
Oooooh... No. Noooo way. You have to be kidding me.
Amanda looked down at her boyfriend and for the first time since feeling numb, after injecting herself the night before Amanda sobbed. Clutching her boyfriend's head, the mouth a permanent 'O' and the eyes permanently glazed... Amanda retched -
And began shoving her hand down his neck, which was still slightly bloody...
Amanda was searching. Desperately trying to find a key or a pen-knife or something that might get her out of here.
And then the tiny trapped door underneath her feet clicked shut.
Amanda must have heard it.
For, then she began fainting...
Although she could have began dying.
Because there was one thing that Amanda didn't read.
There is a time limit,
Amanda, my dear...
But I'm sure you know why
I put you down hear
Were death draws near
And so does feer
(Shall I get rid of the quotation marks and put italics in there instead or something?

