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 141: Containment Breach Eleven
At this moment, Qiu Mujin's presence simply vanished.
She should have still been standing there, or perhaps she had already left the room; regardless, everyone who saw her ignored her presence.
It was as if we can all see our own noses, yet our brains automatically exclude them from our vision.
"Baseball Cap" and "Dark-Skinned Girl" looked confused, frowning blankly for a few seconds before they realized what had happened.
"Let's go..." the girl said, turning around and walking out of the small containment room.
And "Baseball Cap" could only mutter under his breath and, with a sense of unconscious deliberation, hoist Lin Fan onto his shoulders in a "carrying a gas cylinder" pose, quickly following her.
The pair swiftly passed through the corridor.
"Let's just transfer out..." Baseball Cap grumbled weakly. "As long as we make a few stops, the Foundation definitely won't be able to track us down!"