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 295: The Murderer (Finale)
Since Bill was facing away from the screen, looking smugly at the gangster, he couldn't see the little girl on the screen.
"Uh... Mr. Bill, do you think there's something wrong with this screen?" Hesitating, the gangster pointed behind him and asked.
"Huh?" Bill was startled and turned his head...
As he turned, he saw a hand suddenly reach out from the screen and grab him by the collar.
"Ah..."
"Ah——————"
The screams sounded simultaneously, but Bill's had not even finished before Jingjing suddenly slammed him to the ground. He curled up like a shrimp and soon lost consciousness.
The remaining gangster continued screaming with his hoarse voice. Honestly, it wasn't his fault. Even though Jingjing looked quite cute, anyone would freak out seeing someone crawl out of a screen like Sadako.