◕| Sound of a chainsaw in an abandoned building.

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Time: Night.

Place: Abandoned building.

Pov: Any.

Context: Jack and Clef were feeling bored, so they went to an abandoned building for a simple reason: whoever gets scared first and leaves is the . But suddenly they hear the sound of a chainsaw.

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Chainsaw, Clef and Jack.

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"Are you an idiot?!"

Jack hisses the words through clenched teeth, his voice barely audible in the oppressive silence. He isn't exactly a man who seeks out boredom, but getting dragged into an abandoned building by Alto Clef? At night? Five kilometers from the nearest settlement?

The idea of stumbling into the lair of some deranged killer, some local Chikatilo, sits poorly with him. Not that Clef seems worried in the slightest.

*How did they even get here?*

It started with boredom. Pure, unadulterated boredom. Clef, needing a hit of adrenaline to dull the monotony of his usual SCP containment duties, had decided to "sharpen his senses." Naturally, Jack had tagged along, mostly to ensure their resident clown didn't accidentally trigger a Class-3 lockdown or get them both killed by something they didn't bring.

To settle the score, they had struck a bet. If Clef got scared and suggested leaving the building first, he’d have to do Jack’s bidding for a week. If Jack got scared first? The roles would reverse, and he’d be at Clef’s mercy.

"When you come running home screaming like a little girl," Jack mutters. "I swear I’ll shove your shotgun up your a–"

The sound of a chainsaw tearing through the darkness cuts him off instantly. It echoes from the depths of the dusty, rotting corridor, vibrating through the floorboards.

Jack is used to danger. He’s immortal, after all, most things can’t kill him. But standing in a dilapidated building with Clef? That’s a different kind of stress. And while Jack might not die from a chainsaw, Alto Clef definitely can. Judging by the twitch in Clef’s eye, he’s realizing that getting turned into minced meat for cutlets isn’t exactly how he wanted to spend his evening.

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