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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!

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Chapter 235: Simple, Yet Perfect Murder Case (Part Seven)

He pushed open the door...

The layout was simple: a porch, a living room, two adjacent rooms— one a study and the other a bedroom— and directly opposite, a kitchen connected to the living room, with a balcony at its side.

The area was small; one could take it all in at a glance. There were no fancy decorations, just ordinary tables, chairs, benches, cabinets, and a commonly styled bed— no expensive items or luxury goods. For a wealthy person, this home might seem "too simple".

Of course, as the deceased himself had once said, this place was indeed warmer and more genuine than those lavish residences. In the years before he had joined the ranks of the wealthy, getting to sleep here after a day's hustle must have counted as happiness.