Spy walked out of the room, it may not be their job to discover secrets, but it was his, turning on his invisi watch, he followed Chemist who eventually led him to the locker room, where Pyro was sharpening its ax on scouts bat.
"I had a feeling I'd find you here," said Chemist, walking into the room.
Pyro whipped around, then relaxed when it saw Chemist, "Hi mught mrph hi uld rvr ee hur agin," Pyro mumbled. It got up, laying the ax on the bench and throwing Scouts bat back into his locker, which had been picked open with a paper clip.
"I know, I'm sorry, I wanted to stay but they wanted to cut you off from everyone, the only reason I'm here is because they didn't recognize me."
Pyro sighed, "Mh hu hink hi huld hll hu mthrs?"
Chemist shook his head, "no, it's best no one knew." He sighed, "Blaze, it's gotten worse."
Pyro gasped, then ripped off Chemists glove and rolled up his sleeve, revealing, to Spy's horror, withered, burnt looking skin and purplish marks all over Chemists arm.
Pyro sobbed and hugged Chemist "Hu Huv hu," it sobbed.
"I love you too," Chemist whispered, hugging her back. "Don't worry, I'll be alright, I promise," he kissed Pyros gas mask covered face and smiled.
Spy crept away, it was just to wrong, to disturbing to see anymore, he ran into his room and lit a cigeret, what was happening?
Yes, I know, short chapter, anyway, PLEASE vote on what spy should do, here are your choices:
confront Pyro directly
keep it to himself and try to find out more
tell the others
tell medic and ask him what the marks meant
move back to France and become a mime.