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!
Chapter 200 Fairy Tale Five
This was a one-sided massacre, where those frenzied hordes of corpses seemed to be incapable of posing any threat other than splattering blood on the two teams of personnel.
"Are these things... the people who disappeared?" The red-haired kid fired another shot at a corpse, which still had half a torso and was baring its teeth in a futile attempt to bite something, and asked with a face full of disgust.
The decadent dude also kicked aside the shattered corpse at his feet, lit a cigarette and said, "Now we can basically confirm that this town is no longer part of our world. Rescue is definitely out of the question, so right now we're fighting a lone battle, everyone be careful... What the fuck!!???"
He was in mid-sentence when he suddenly shouted out loud, nearly dropping his cigarette in shock at something he couldn't bear to witness.
Err...
Typically, in such situations, this outburst had something or other to do with Chen Xiao.