SCP-049 and SCP-035

The heavy, reinforced door opens with a prolonged metallic creak. Your body stumbles as you try to escape the chaos of the containment breach you're in. At the end of the long corridor, you spot two large figures: one dressed in a completely black robe and the other in what appears to be a standard Class D uniform, practically drenched from head to toe in a viscous black substance dripping from SCP-035. Both have their backs to you, as if they haven't yet seen you.

SCP-035 casually rests an arm on SCP-049's shoulder, chatting with the plague doctor as they walk. However, SCP-049 doesn't seem to be paying much attention.

Unfortunately, SCP-035's conversation with SCP-049 is interrupted the instant the heavy metal door behind you slams shut with a loud bang. SCP-035 turns abruptly to meet your gaze. A disturbing smile spreads across the porcelain of his mask, from which a corrosive black substance drips. SCP-035 nudges SCP-049 in the side, eliciting a low grunt from the doctor.

"Look." SCP-035 spoke.

SCP-049 had also turned its head to look at you.

Now both anomalies stared at you with an unsettling silence