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!
Chapter 133 Containment Breach Three
In the hallway, the wheels of the gurney rotated swiftly, making a "clack-clack" sound.
A medical worker was fitting Bai Xiong with various scanning devices.
"Class C field agent, multiple enhancements."
"Radial and ulnar arteries, tendons, nerve rupture... physical examination excellent."
"No infection detected, no parasitic traces found, mental state normal, anesthesia supported, surgery repair supported..."
The person muttered into the microphone by their mouth while comparing the continuously changing numbers on the screen of the devices. By this scene, those doctors responsible for the surgery had already started preparing various matters.
Indeed, the treatment for emergency assistance is different.
Soon, Bai Xiong was pushed into one of the surgical rooms in the medical area. Naturally, the surgical equipment and various high-tech medical devices had already been prepared.