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!
In fact, since the Pacific Division had been breached, every continental Foundation division had enhanced their defenses, especially those concerning "doors." It would have been impossible for the European Union to create so many doors unexploitable by the Locksmith otherwise. At the same time, the defense against missiles or any form of energy detection had been elevated by a level, (drunks falling from the sky excluded, otherwise, should it rain one day, those detectors would go crazy.)