Clue [Sanders Sides AU]

Chapter Four - All Good Things come in Pairs

"Oh God," Anxious muttered at the outcome, wishing he could have been partnered up with anyone aside from the walking disaster that was Professor Demented.

Everyone filed out of the library, Thomas, Snake, Remy and Brain starting their walk up the stairs.

"The cellar," Thomas gestured to the door by the stairs that seemed to blend in with the wall.

Anxious and Demented nodded in understanding.

"Well, we know what's in the study," Heart spoke aloud to Princey, "We've just come from the library and the stranger's locked up in the lounge."

"Let's go look in the billiard room again," Princey suggested.

There was a nervous tension as everyone separated into their respective pairs, all on edge.

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Despite the new source of light Brain had flicked on, the attic was still draped in shadow. Neither Brain nor Remy made a move to walk up the stairs.

"Do you want to go up in front of me?" Brain more suggested than asked.

"Absolutely not," Remy replied quietly.

"I'm sure there's no one up there," he reassured.

"Then you go in front."

"Alright."

They remained glued to the bottom of the stairs, fear sinking into their shoulders.

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Anxious was the first to enter the dark cellar, constantly glancing behind him to make sure Demented wasn't planning to murder him right then and there. A soft gasp escaped him as they both got a better look at what awaited them, all of it being masked by darkness.

"Well," Demented began, "Children first..."

Anxious scoffed at the statement. From what he could tell, he was only three or four years younger than everyone else, that didn't make him a child, "No, no, you can go first," he offered

"No, no, no," Demented felt an unusual sense of terror fill his stomach, "I insist—"

"No, I insist," Anxious cut in.

"Well, what are you afraid of, a fate worse than death?" his voice increased in volume ever so slightly.

"No, just death," Anxious replied, "Isn't that enough?"

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Thomas and Snake found themselves looking into two different rooms that were beside each other, a black grandfather clock sitting in the center of the small space that separated the rooms. Thomas and Snake turned to look at each other.

"Are you going in there?" Thomas asked.

"Yes," Snake replied, "Are you?"

"Yes."

There was a beat of silence, neither of them taking their gaze off the other.

"Right, right," Thomas muttered, turning his focus to look back into the dark room, "Um, I don't see any light switches in there..." he trialed off, turning to look back at Snake.

"Well, neither do I," Snake replied, "But there must be switches somewhere."

"Shall I come in with you?"

"No!" Snake blinked, clearing his throat, "I mean..." he corrected himself, keeping his voice steady, "No, thank you," he gave a small, forced smile.