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!
A faint glimmer of light that was almost invisible flashed momentarily. The diamond had disappeared.
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Chen Xiao stared with wide eyes at the pattern, then used his peripheral vision to scan his surroundings, searching for the faintest sound and feeling the subtle changes in temperature and air, all the while checking if there was anything amiss with his body. Two minutes passed this way.
Nothing happened.
Chen Xiao blinked. "Uh... was I duped?" he muttered to himself.
Just then, two more words appeared on the paper beside him.
"Come here".
Then, a question mark followed.
Chen Xiao's brows furrowed instantly, as if facing a formidable enemy.
He hesitated for five seconds, his mind racing with thoughts unknown, then he took a deep breath, and his thinking abruptly slowed down, entering a "low-thinking" mode where he wouldn't overthink anything. And then he wrote on the paper.
The word.
"Okay".
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The moment the tip of the pen left the paper.