8pm.
According to the practice of many TV stations, this time period is called prime time.
Because during this time, most people have entered their personal time after get off work, the number of viewers is larger, and the GG price is also more expensive.
Sheriff Gordon, who had been busy all day, lay on the sofa tiredly and turned on the TV at the same time - not to watch a program, but just to make the TV sound more lively.
"Hello fellow viewers, welcome to..."
When the TV was turned on, it seemed that it was just in time for the opening of a variety show. A blonde female host with plump hips and a slim waist spoke enthusiastically about the opening remarks.
Zizzi!
However, just halfway through the female host's opening remarks, the TV screen shook and suddenly changed to another screen.
The dim lights, the background shrouded in shadows and darkness... a good variety show suddenly seemed like a midnight supernatural show.
"Welcome to...Jigsaw Theater."
A low and hoarse narration sounded, and a figure slowly stepped out of the shadows and walked into the area shrouded in dim light.
The first thing that attracts attention is the puppet mask on the figure's face. The wood material has roughness visible to the naked eye. The white paint is the base, and the red paint outlines the facial features. It looks weird and Shocker under the eerie setting and the uncanny valley effect.
Below the puppet mask is a well-arranged suit... No, I should say Tuxedo, but it doesn't have the exaggerated hem of the traditional Tuxedo. It should be a style that has undergone some adjustments and evolution. At first glance, it is not much different from a suit. Only those who understand this and pay careful attention can distinguish it.
"I am the host of this show, you can call me--Jigsaw."
After walking in front of the camera, the low and hoarse voice continued to sound. The puppet masked man who called himself Jigsaw said in a gentle voice, "First of all, please allow me to introduce the special guests of this show..."
The camera switched and the picture on the TV changed from a dark and dark room to a bright but empty room.
The room is sealed all around, and the walls are covered with a bright silver metal plate. The only thing that can interact with the outside world is a small window that reflects the dark night and a metal door that is closed and leads to nowhere.
On the floor in the center of the room, there lay a blond white young man with disheveled hair and an unshaven beard. The young man was obviously unconscious, his eyes were closed, and there were obvious bruises on his wrists and neck.
This is... kidnapping!!!
Gordon's heart skipped a beat. With his rich experience, he quickly judged the situation, and his original tired look was instantly gone.
A numb feeling like a static electricity hit caused Arthur Jack man to wake up from his coma.
What comes into view is a big white ball of light... Oh no, I saw it wrong, it's actually a fluorescent lamp on the ceiling.
"Damn, where is this?"
With his eyes still a little hazy, he shook his head and climbed up. He looked around and saw a silvery white area with steel plates on all sides. There was a door in the direction he was facing and a palm-sized window on the left. The window was just like in a prison, and it was located higher than his height.
"The person in front of me is this time's special guest, Arthur Jack man, a... scumbag? Or should I say loser? Well, it's up to you to judge these things."
"Arthur Jack man comes from a very ordinary Commoner family..."
A low, hoarse voice sounded from nowhere.
The owner of the voice is very good at telling stories, and his unhurried tone is unconsciously fascinating, vividly describing the life of a white boy.
If we were to change the scene and sit in front of the TV, if the protagonist of the story was not himself, Arthur Jack man would probably be very happy to bring a cup of coffee, sit down and listen to the story quietly and analyze the characters and creative techniques of the story.
But there is no if. The protagonist of the story is himself, and it also tells about his experiences in recent years: eating soft food, ridiculous self-esteem, unrealistic dreams of getting rich, immersed in fantasy, eager for success but unwilling to put in effort...
To be honest, the explanation was very thorough. This person really understood him, and even figured out his psychological changes clearly, which made him feel chilled in his heart.
Even with his writing ability, which he has been struggling with for countless years and has never completed a complete work, it is not difficult to tell from the perspective of this voice... that the other party is not friendly.
"Asshole! Who are you!"
"Let me go, you are kidnapping me!"
"Shut up! Shut up! Stop talking!"
Perhaps the fragility in his heart was exposed, perhaps the last fig leaf was torn off, Arthur Jack man yelled angrily, kicked up the wall anxiously, and the metal steel plates made loud noises.
But... no one responded.
As if he was an insignificant Joker, the low and hoarse voice ignored him at all, and just told his story in an orderly manner, listing his crimes, tearing his heart apart bit by bit with cruelty, revealing bit by bit what he didn't want to think deeply about, what he wanted to escape, and even showed it to the world.
He could only beat the wall feebly. In the end, he didn't even have the strength to beat. He slumped down against the wall and covered his ears with his hands to try not to listen to the hoarse tone like a magic voice.
"Arthur Jack man."
He didn't know how much time had passed, but in short it was an extremely long time for him. After that, the deep and hoarse voice finally reminded him of him again.
"Who are you, you bastard, let me go!"
Arthur Jack man was shocked and roared again.
However, the low and hoarse voice still ignored him and said to himself, "Arthur Jack man, haven't you been breaking up with your girlfriend recently and driving her out... Now you succeeded, and you succeeded with my help."
"You have ushered in the single life you dreamed of, but unfortunately, your rent is paid by your girlfriend, so you are now kicked out and must survive on your own."
"Don't worry, this is not a kidnapping. The kind-hearted Jigsaw will not abuse you. He just teaches you to live independently. You can treat this place as, um... Independent Living Training Class?"
"Here, you will learn to make money yourself to satisfy your own clothing, food, housing, and transportation..."
Arthur Jack man suppressed his panic and said hurriedly, "I can, I already know it, let me go, I will make my own money in the future, I... I will pay your tuition... Damn it, how can I make money if you lock me here?"