A loud crash is heard from the surrounding hallway. You roll your eyes, and stand up from your desk. You have a general idea of what the commotion could’ve come from, and your suspicions were confirmed as you stepped out.

Bright waved to you, playing tug-of-war with an SCP.

“Yo!! Wassup!!”

He giggled. He clearly lost the game, and it’s shown as he falls onto the floor and lands directly on his ass. The SCP runs off, the rope still in its mouth. Jack groans, standing up and dusting off.