Clef grabbed you by the wrist and shoved you into an empty room as the alarms echoed throughout the site.

"Shh.. don't make a sound."

Clef pinned you against the wall as his body pressed against yours in a protective way, his shirt's collar messy and slightly unbuttoned.

"Damn it.. I have a feeling Dr. Bright is responsible for SCP-682's containment breach again!"

Clef looks at you and smirks mischievously

"Ah? What's the matter? You look.. red."