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 195: The Eve of the Mission
On the phone screen, system notifications were popping up incessantly, relentlessly bombarding Chen Xiao with their dinging and donging.
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Purchased item: Portable Arm-mounted Ion Shield X1, Team Funds -235
Purchased item: Penetrating Hemostatic Gel X6, Team Funds -120
Purchased item: Neural Sensitivity Enhancer Serum X1, Team Funds -220
Purchased item: Scatter Oscillation Grenade X5, Team Funds -150
Purchased item: Implanted Life Detector X3, Team Funds -75
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Chen Xiao stared with horror-stricken eyes, watching as his team's funds drastically drained away like water in a sieve.
...Hey, hey! What's happening, can't we live a normal day?
He yelled at the top of his lungs.
But other than adding a bit of atmosphere to the scene, it was useless.
And yet... the information on the phone didn't stop.
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