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 365: Life Six
Before the voice had finished, the huge deformed entity behind roared and was about to pounce on everyone, devouring them all.
"You bastard, what's wrong with you!" Chiyuki shouted in anger, clenching her fists, ready to fight. Behind her, Abraham's chest radiated a blue light, a defensive stance had already formed, enveloping everyone, holding two huge guns, the barrels as thick as cylinders. Ziliang and Nolr stood quietly, the azurebird... had already disappeared.
"Hehe, didn't you say 'teammates'? Why pull out your weapons without thinking?" Dos said teasingly.
Nolr coldly stared at the opponent and simply said, "Come back with us!"
Dos arched an eyebrow, "Ah, I see you still don't understand the situation. Well, considering our past relationship, I'll step back, hand over Ziliang to me, and I'll let you go back alive, how about that."