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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 · Terror
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233 Chs

Chapter 36 Sticky Task Six

Otherwise said, the products of the "Order Foundation" mostly carry an essence full of black technology, just like the hemostatic spray that "Rat" had just sprayed on the wound. The name is very ordinary, called "Hemostatic Spray." The packaging is also simple; it's the type that, if sold for more than 10 yuan at the pharmacy counter, would be considered extortion. Moreover, it's unbelievably cheap, 10 yuan for a buy one, get one free deal.

And the effect, truly useful, within a dozen seconds of spraying, the wound at "Rat's" throat had almost stopped bleeding. Moreover, the muscles around the hole began to gather together; about 3 minutes later, speaking and breathing were not hindered at all.

"After this mission, I definitely need to get a box for myself," Chen Xiao thought secretly.