Crow quickly got up from where she was sat and signaled for Trickster to follow her, which she did. They went into Crow's room and Crow locked the door before going over to Trickster. "Did you tell anyone?" Crow asked, which Trickster shook her head to, "Good, I wanted it to be a suprise. He should be on his way, probably hauling a coffin with him."
"I'm guessing you two are friends? 895, was it? His SCP number? " Trickster asked, hopping onto the bed. Crow just nodded. I hope he got the right instructions Crow thought to herself, seeing as it was easy to get lost in the woods.
Meanwhile...
"I'm going to kill her when I finally get there..." 895 said in a menacing tone. Crow had sent him the wrong instructions on how to get to the house and now he was alone, in a terrifying forest with his coffin. Whenever he heard something, he jumped slightly. "How can someone live in a place like this!?" He shouted, before getting his foot caught on a root which caused him to fall over, along with his coffin. He quickly rushed to check it over and thankfully, it had no marks. He whimpered, realising no one would probably go and get him. So, he hid inside his coffin, shivering and shaking.