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 150 Numbers Four
Liu Yi watched the other person and answered, "I said, I just woke up not long ago, I don't know anything."
"Awake?" Dr. Zhang asked, puzzled.
Liu Yi fell silent for a second, as if in thought.
"Yeah, I feel like I was just dreaming..." Then he looked at the other person again and continued, "You probably were, too..."
"Ah?" Dr. Zhang made a pained expression, recalling his recent actions in the empty hospital corridor, "Nonsense, how can a dream be that realistic?"
Upon hearing this, the other person immediately showed that "can't explain to you normal people" expression commonly seen on patients with mental illness, ranting...
"How is it nonsense? How do you know dreams can't be realistic! Perhaps you're dreaming right now! I might just be a person in your dream!"