Strange bed fellows

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Jigsaw
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Jigsaw found herself returned to fredas dream world in the form of the boiler room

Jigsaw: hello, I told you I'd be back

She heard something but couldn't place the sound, she followed the noise and came to a metal locker that the muffled sobbing sound came from

She slowly opened the door and found freda there sobbing and clutching a bottle of wine like a teddy bear

Jigsaw not having properly social skills or experience with this sort of thing didn't quite know what to do

Jigsaw: are.... are you ok?

Freda jumped a little at the sudden voice near her

Freda: auhg, what?
She looked at jigsaw

Freda: what are you doing back here? You... I wasn't going to force you back here... you came here of your own will, first off how? Second off, why?

Jigsaw: I told you I would, I don't lie to most people

Freda: I know, but why would you come back when I've just been terrible?

Jigsaw: it'd be a shame to make you drink alone

She took the bottle of wine and heald it up

Jigsaw: cheers?

Freda: *sniff* c-cheers

Jessie
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Jessie awoke early the next morning and groaned at her soar everything, her body had healed itself she found but it still feckin hurt

She looked to her left and found y/n still sleeping with their arms wrapped around her own, she smiled under her mask before trying to disentangle them, she was starving but she didn't want to wake the child so she was as quite as possible

Once she got out of the room she yawned and headed for the kitchen, on the way there she had a sudden inclination to check on the small jigsaw killer, she had no real idea why, maybe it was to see how she was doing from last night, she had said something odd about dreams

She walked in to find the room in perfect order other then the jigsaw costume thrown in the corner of the room

As she looked at the sleeping lump of blankets and pillows she felt bad for coming In unannounced and watching the woman sleep, as she left she noticed something odd, just under the bed there was a hat, the hat almost looked like a fedora, why would jigsaw have that

Jessie strolled to the kitchen and searched for something to eat, unfortunately there was nothing except what looked like a 50 year old can of beans

She needed to go shopping, both for food and for clothes, all of them had been wearing the same clothes for almost a week now

Jessie: shit
She sighed before heading outside to get the van, they would need to get a new car soon as well, the van had damage from the fight with warden

She shrugged it off and went outside finding Michelle doing stretch's in her full slasher get up, it takes being pretty loose and limber to chase scared horny teens around in this kind of stuff so all slashers had pretty good workout routines

Jessie had her own that mostly consisted of jogging around the lake and chopping wood so this wasn't strange to her

Jessie breathed in the fresh air and sighs happily, as much as she enjoyed the murdering and stalking part of her life Jessie also enjoyed the quiet, peaceful, almost normal moment that she could rarely enjoy

It was soon interrupted but the first crack of thunder and a spattering of rain

Jessie: of feckin course

She sighed and walked to the bad and put the key in the ignition and twisted , the sound of the engine almost not turning over made her sigh once again as she knew it wouldn't last much longer

Jessie rolled down her window and yelled to Michelle who was still doing her stretches

Jessie: hey! I'm heading out, do you want anything?

A shake of the head from Michelle was her only response

Jessie: fine, your in charge while I'm gone, keep an eye on everything I'll be back soon enough

She pulled the van out and started driving towards the small town close to camp crystal, the town was called Redford, it was basically nowhere central

As Jessie drove she found the white van getting more and more broken every mile, what the shit? Jessie knew nobody had really been taking care of the car but it wouldn't break down this Feckin quickly

She felt the millisecond of drop before the big spin, she heard the lows pop and felt every ounce of metaphorical shit hit the equally metaphorical fan and spin all over the feckin room

If you hadn't already guessed the tire had popped and the van was in the process of crashing, she felt air on her face as she was flung out the window into the road

Jessie: shit! My fucking car!

She didn't mention her broken leg, the bone sticking out of her arm, the shit tones of bloodier he very likely brain damage

Of course it all hurt like shit but the shock didn't let that pain hit her yet, if she were lucky then she would heal before a lot of that pain hit her

She grabbed her broken leg finding it at a nearly perfect 90 degree angle the wrong way, with a quick snap and a shouted profanity she wrenched it the right direction

Jessie: ow shit mother fucker feckin shit ball

She shakily and nor very wisely stood up and looked down the road there was little traffic, although she did see a red spot of a car coming her way, maybe she could get a ride that wouldn't ash questions

She could dream, the red dot sped closer, Jessie raised her arms and waved at the car hoping to get their attention

The car didn't slow down, must night have seen her, she waved some more, the driver couldn't have possibly have not noticed her, but the car never decreased in speed

The she noticed how close the car was getting without slowing

Maybe this person was just an-

She couldn't finish that thought as the driver suddenly swirled towards her and she found herself in incredible pain that even shock couldn't dull

Jigsaw
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Woke not long after Jessie checked on her and felt incredibly odd, first thing was the absence of her jigsaw costume, and her other articles of clothing That she normally slept in

Second was the odd extra warmth she felt for no reason, lastly and most importantly would probably be the arm around her waist

She flung off the covers and screamed in horror at what she found there only for that scream the be quickly silenced by something unexpected

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