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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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386 Chs

Chapter 265: The Return of the Dark Realm (XX)

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"Zzz—zzz—cough, you can all hear me, right! I'm the one for this mission...never mind, you all know already, I'm Abraham Ken, and I'm now going to reiterate the mission... All dispersed combat personnel are to assemble immediately, I've sent out my coordinates, move out quickly, as for the reasons, I'll explain after we've assembled! That's it!"

Click

With just those few sentences, he spoke as casually as a bunch of old-timers chatting in a run-down tavern, and then the signal cut off. Still, he managed to make the mission quite clear.

Jingjing and Bai Xiong frowned.

"What's going on, have the two leaders had a disagreement? One tells us to scatter, the other to assemble?" Song Xuan was spinning a dagger on his fingertip as he spoke.

Bai Xiong silently brooded with an expressionless face for a moment.