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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!

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Chapter 44 Black and White Game 4

"Sloppy Uncle's" finger pointed towards "black."

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The system prompt sounded:

"Incorrect choice, unfortunately, you have been eliminated."

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Sloppy Uncle stared at the brightly red system prompt on the screen, blinking in disbelief, a look of confusion on his face.

"What's going on?" he muttered dumbfounded.

Beside him, "Muscle Sister" glanced at him indifferently and said, "Seems like your elementary-level theory of human nature isn't up to snuff, huh?"

Sloppy Uncle turned to look at "Utility Pole," still somewhat bewildered.

"What did you choose?" he asked.

"Utility Pole" looked at the uncle and said expressionlessly, "Whatever it was, it's meaningless now. You...are out."

The uncle looked at him vacantly, then turned to scan the other people around as if he was just coming to terms with the situation.

"Yeah, I never thought I'd be the first to go," he said helplessly as he rubbed his face and sighed, "Ah well, I'm off. Have fun, everyone."