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Clown Game

It was one thing to have my hands and feet securely tied, but why was my mouth also sealed? I should at least have been able to make a noise! Why was I confined in a mental asylum? Why did it seem like everyone was afraid of me? Why... do I feel like laughing?---------------- This is a story where Holmes and the Joker wreak havoc on the SCP Foundation. I hope everyone will enjoy it!

Fat melon · Horror
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228 Chs

Chapter 151 Numbers Five

The toilets in a building are definitely all of the same style, so Dr. Zhang was certain this was the toilet of the mental hospital he was in!

As mentioned earlier, as soon as they climbed out of the hole, they saw a row of urinals, and next to the urinals was the door to the men's toilet. On the opposite wall was a row of partitioned cubicles... Yes, those were the kind of stalls made of wooden planks, with open space above the head, and doors that could be kicked open, used for defecating.

To the left of the defecation cubicles were a row of sinks, with a large mirror mounted on the wall that nearly covered the entire wall... The last wall had two windows, and naturally, both were obscured by frosted glass, so please refrain from any dirty thoughts...