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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 79: Dark Realm 7

Uncle was shocked to witness the tentacle vanish from sight with lightning speed.

At that moment, the person beside him finally came to his senses, turning to look at the teammate on the ground. He hesitated for a split second, but almost at the same time, he opened fire at the dark shadow he hadn't managed to see clearly. However, the bullets merely kicked up some dust.

That place was already empty.

Uncle's mind went blank for a moment.

Of course, he wasn't stunned by the violent death of his teammate, as such occurrences were common in some ordinary missions.

What surprised him was something else.

After the sound of gunfire had ceased, he noticed something.

It was that the sounds around him were echoing in an open space without any barriers.

The sounds here... couldn't escape!