16 year old Melissa Art woke to find herself in the middle of a small cold room. She sat up straight and looked around to discover a tape next to her side, she lifted it up to examine it. Melissa sighed and pressed PLAY.

"Hello Melissa," a dark cold voice said filling the room, "You go around been alone all the time and I respect that. Been around people all the time isn't fun, take it from me. But you have so much to live for and yet you throw that all away by been alone all the time. Today it is time you learned to be more social and be kinder to people. As you can see you are in a small room, in 30 minutes the walls of the room will slowly close on you eventually killing you. The key is your only chance of escape, if you look at your wrist there will be a stitches,"

Melissa held up her wrist eye-level to see small stitches of black thread.

"You have one hour until you take you last breath, live or die. Make your choice,"

Melissa sat there on the floor ignoring the knife that was to her right. She knew who the conductor was and how he played. Melissa felt the room getting colder and she heard the walls grinding as they moved a little more towards her. She looked up to see a man in a black ankle-length trench coat. Melissa couldn't see his face because his hood was up.

"You are not trying," the man in the coat said darkly.

His voice was the same as the one on the recorder.

"Why bother?" Melissa said dully.

The man frowned and jumped down onto another platform just above the closing walls.

"You want to live, don't you?" the man asked curiously.

"Depends," Melissa said standing up.

The man cocked his head and looked at her.

"People would die, to live," the man said.

"Tell it to someone who has more than 30 minutes to live,"

The man smirked, "You are a curious one,"

Melissa shrugged, "That's why no one hangs around me. Because I'm strange and different than everyone else,"

The man frowned and stared right into Melissa's eyes.

"You poor thing," the man said.

"Your the only one who's ever sympathetic towards me,"

The man nodded, he looked at the clock that indicated that Melissa only had 20 more minutes to live. The walls inched closer and the temperature dropped with every minute.

"Do you want revenge?" the man asked.

Melissa looked up at him and stared right into his eyes and said, "Yes, yes I do,"

The man smiled, he took out a remote and pressed a button, the walls pushed away from Melissa and the temperature slowly went back to normal.

"Join me," the man said, "And I will teach you all of my tricks and traps,"

Melissa looked at the man in awe, "You will give it to me?"

The man nodded and offered her his pale hand. Melissa took it gratefully and the man pulled her out of the trap with ease.

"You will become my apprentice and together we will teach people th true meaning of life,"

Melissa nodded, "Yes sir,"

"Follow me," The man led her to a room that was at the end of a hallway.

Inside was boxes stacked on top one of another and there was six screens that was backed into a wall. The man gestured to the seat and Melissa sat down.

"You will learn quickly," them an said placing his hand on her shoulder, "I can feel it,"

"I am a fast learner," Melissa agreed and it was true, it would take her not long to comprehend something.

"Good,"

The man stood straight and said, "You know who I am right?"

"Yes," Melissa said staring at the fuzzy screens.

"You know what I do for a living right?"

"Yes Jigsaw,"

The man flinched a bit at the name and then bowed his head.

"Who is your first victim?" Jigsaw asked.

Melissa, still looking at the screen, smiled mischievously as she muttered one word: "Lyric,"