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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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269 Chs

Chapter 203: Fairy Tale Eight

From the large box behind the chubby man, two flat disc-shaped objects quickly popped out, which were probably the so-called penetrating landmines. These landmines were designed to blast thick walls or floors with a downward-expelling force upon detonation.

The chubby man casually tossed the landmine to the engineer, who then expertly installed it on the ground.

It seemed like ages, but from the time everyone ran for cover to now, less than a minute had passed. However, the conjoined monster... or rather, the insects underneath it that supported its body, were incredibly fast. In just a short moment, they had already charged over, emitting a piercing "hiss" that made everyone's skin crawl.

"Scatter!!" The dispirited man yelled loudly, quickly running to the side, and naturally, the others had already scattered like birds and beasts, no need to mention—getting hit by this thing was probably as bad as being hit by a train.