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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 324: Traitor

Chen Xiao finally made contact with "The Splitters"… He had many questions, but he wasn't in a hurry to ask them, after all, those answers would eventually surface. What was important now was to unearth even more questions, so this spared A-Ming a lot of talking, and allowed them to get to the point more quickly.

The cables twisted slightly as if alive, stretching themselves as much as they could to follow A-Ming. Chen Xiao walked along, looking around, and soon arrived at a door.

It was an ordinary door, except for the incomprehensible numbers written on it. A-Ming casually took a key off the wall.

"These keys are made by the 'Locksmith', they can lead to specific places, and this is the only way for us to enter and exit here."

"Hmm... Locksmith?"

Due to the sheer amount of information, it took Chen Xiao a while to ask, and at the same time, he looked at the key, which seemed ordinary.