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!
Leaving the K City Anomaly Research Center, Song Xuan and Bai Xiong both returned to their respective homes, while Chen Xiao boarded the subway heading toward the Asian branch.
Two hours later, he arrived at his destination. Getting off the subway and passing through corridors that all looked identical, the complex route was now as familiar to Chen Xiao as his own backyard, having walked it once before.
He quickly made his way to the employee rest area on the lower level.
Perhaps this place didn't leave much of an impression on everyone, but if I mention the last elite competition, you all should still remember.
That's right, this is the very bar from that final showdown! It was just requisitioned then, temporarily serving as the competition area.