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!
An hour later, the plane flew over a mountainous area.
Turning his head, Chen Xiao patted the soundly sleeping nurse.
"Hey, wake up, time to get to work."
The nurse's snoring broke off in the middle and then swallowed suddenly with a "gulp," as if it had been sucked in. "Ah~~! Are we there?" she asked, groggily.
Chen Xiao's eyes glazed over, "If we were there, this trip would have been for nothing."
"Oh, right." As if just coming to her senses, the nurse wiped the drool from her collar, "Let's go."
Following that, the two made their way to the airliner's aisle and cast their gazes toward a bald boy sitting at the very back. The boy stood up upon seeing them and took out a cellphone from his pocket.
"Cellphone sir, please go ahead and cut off the plane's connection signal to the ground," he said. However, there supposedly shouldn't be any signal on the plane, so it sounded more like he was talking to himself.
Suddenly, a voice came through, "I told you, call me 'Kolak'!"