saw franchise · trauma · guilt · amputee · horror · canon divergence · chainshipping · survivor · psychological · dark romance
The metallic scent of blood and rust hung heavy. Lawrence slid down the filthy tiles, the hacksaw clattering from his grip as the sheer cost of his choice crashed over him. The room spun violently, a piercing whine swallowing all other sound. Beside him, Adam wrestled with soaked rags, his fingers trembling too hard to apply any real pressure, *failing* again to slow the crimson tide from the doctor's mangled leg.