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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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234 Chs

Chapter 62: The Battle of the Four Kingdoms VII

The person hit the ground and bounced up once, proving just how immense the force of the fall was. A normal person would probably have broken several ribs.

But it seemed like the man was barely affected; he rolled over and got back on his feet.

Bai Xiong watched the other party warily,

The man was wearing a tank top, holding a wide knife used for cutting vines in the wild, and sported an unkempt beard.

Bai Xiong wanted to ask something about the auction, about its organizers, about this unusual item. He knew the other party should have the answers, but also, that he would not talk.

So, he had to ask in the simplest way possible.

His arm, hanging by his side, suddenly lifted and transformed into a terrifying whip, swinging toward the other party. The opponent, too, clasping the long knife, pounced into the fray.

Winds howled, and cold light danced.

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