Hatchetfield.

[-You Can't Kill Me, Do You Want To?-]

Tim was always curious.

Since he was a little kid, he always wanted to learn everything he could about the world. How everything worked. What would happen if he did this or that.

That's why he listened to the song.

"Yo, Timmy," Lex called to Tim. They knew that Tim hated the nickname "Timmy". Hated as in playfully hated. He didn't really mind much. He just liked to see Lex smile when they thought they were annoying him. "Come check this out!"

Tim walked over to Lex, sitting next to them on the bed. "What is it?"

"'S this song." Lex explained, pulling something up on their phone. "Apparently whoever listens to it dies in seven days or something like that."

Tim grinned. "Sounds fake."

"Prob'ly is." Lex shrugged. "Wanna listen?"

Tim nodded. Lex handed Tim one of their earbuds, and pressed play.

Tim nearly flinched back as hard rock chords hit his ears. He was never a rock or metal kind of guy- He preferred jazz or blues to hard, grating rock. But he found himself captivated by the song anyhow. Almost as if he were being drawn to it. Pulled into it, like a black hole. His head swam, and he grabbed the edge of the mattress tight to ground himself.

And then it was over. He pulled the earbud out and handed it back to Lex. "Huh." He said. "..Interesting."

"Did you like it?" Lex asked, some kind of odd glint in their eyes.

"..Yea. Yea, I did." Tim said, though he couldn't shake the feeling of dread in the back of his mind.

[- - -]

The song was playing again.

"Hey," Tim said, grabbing the doorframe and peeking inside Lex's room. "Can you turn your music down?"

Lex shrugged. "I'm not playing any music."

Tim paused. "..I can hear the song, though. Killer Track, that one? You're not playing it?"

Lex shook their head. "Nope."

Tim stayed silent for a moment. "Alright." He said, and turned to leave, but he bumped right into Hannah. "Oh! Banana. You, uh, need something?' He asked, backing away a bit.

"Bad song." Hannah said, shaking her head.

"..What??"

"Bad song." Hannah repeated, only serving to confuse Tim further. "Seven."

"Uhhh.." Tim hesitated. Was this about the Killer Track? "..Ok.." He said, and went on his merry way down the hall.