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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 · Horreur
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233 Chs

52 Chapter I really am a writer!

She stood at the door, her ponytail now undone, with the breeze teasing strands of hair over her shoulders.

Wearing the same ordinary short jacket, the same playful freckles. Far from being beautiful or exquisite, but she exuded a captivating charm.

She had become a different person.

No longer the naturally ditsy female author.

She smiled, casual and understated, the corners of her lips lifted, as if basking in the spring breeze.

Of course, this immensely attractive image appeared only in Fatty's eyes.

In Chen Xiao's eyes, however, it was danger.

...

"Hey~ long time no see!" Qiu Mujin said as she approached the bar and took a seat next to Chen Xiao.

Chen Xiao stared with dead fish eyes, not caring whether she was talking to him or not, simply responding on his own, "What 'long time'? It's only been a few days, come on."