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 389 Sacrifice
Within the research district of City K.
Four people, a massive cage, no way out.
"But how do you plan to get out?" Bai Xiong asked indifferently.
"Well, it's a bit hard to understand," Chen Xiao mused, "but I feel like that squinty-eyed woman had been deceiving me from the start. She didn't really want to give me an unbreakable body or any other special abilities. She must have foreseen this day coming and provided me with a way to escape in advance." Chen Xiao's words were indeed hard to grasp, and immediately after, he made an even more baffling request to Angel, "Can you draw blood from a person's body without absorbing it yourself?" he asked.
Angel was taken aback, "Uh, I can, but the light here is very bright, and my powers..."