Chapter 735

As the music gradually began to play, the red curtain, like a waterfall, slowly opened.

Then, at that very moment, the stage lights came on, illuminating Taluolan, who was on the right side of the stage.

He was forced to change into a dance costume and pace frantically on the right side, wanting to escape something, but never able to get away.

Like prey trapped in a spider web, the more he struggled, the tighter he was wrapped.

The audience below the stage burst into enthusiastic applause, as if what was being performed on stage was some supreme art.

Why am I running... what am I doing again?

Thinking this, he used all his strength to take a step, but only managed to pace out a tiny bit more.

Finally, he fell onto the stage in terror again and was abruptly dragged out.

【Provide 10 D-class personnel to "SCP-3999" every month to recognize its good performance.】

【"SCP-3999"】

Damn it... where the hell is this?

Why lock me up with "this thing"?

Taluolan searched frantically for a way out, but bumped into a solid concrete wall where the exit should have been.

Strangely, although it looked like just a solid wall in front, he felt it was part of some magnificent pedestal.

Cut and arranged by some unconventional artists according to iconic fashion.

He shook his head to clear his thoughts.

"So," he thought quickly, "I'm trapped in this hellhole with this thing, and the outside reality no longer exists."

He tried to clear his mind of thoughts about what "this thing" was, but he was powerless.

It didn't fit the description.

It was chaos itself.

Taluolan had forgotten what "SCP-3999" was.

He had also forgotten what "SCP-3999" was.

【"SCP-3999" will be contained】

【"SCP-3999"】

The path ahead was blocked, so Taluolan decided to try downwards.

Although he couldn't even determine the material of the floor, he still pried it open.

【"SCP-3999" will be contained】

【"SCP-3999"】

Is the floor something that can be torn open by hand? Taluolan was a bit puzzled.

When he tore off a large piece of the floor, he felt a vague sense of unease in his heart.

It seemed...

There was something wrong with this too.

However.

He successfully tore a small hole.

【"SCP-3999" will be contained】

【"SCP-3999"】

He vaguely saw light below.

【"SCP-3999" will be contained】

【"SCP-3999"】

He thought of his family, his colleagues, his work, anything related to the past of this world, returning to when it existed.

His work was far from over.

His work, his revenge, was still ongoing.

His suffering showed no signs of ending to this day.

But as long as there was light, there was a possibility of a breakthrough, and a necessity to keep persisting.

He continued to tear with force, enlarged the small hole, and jumped down.

【"SCP-3999" will be contained】

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This hole is passable.

【"SCP-3999" will be contained】

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【"SCP-3999" will be contained】

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【"SCP-3999" will be contained by all things it has folded.】

【"SCP-3999" will be contained in the place of all fallacies.】

【"SCP-3999" is contained in the following joke】

In the hustle and bustle of the city, there hides an inconspicuous talent agency.

At the entrance, a faded sign swings gently in the breeze, and the doorbell rings as a visitor pushes the door open.

Today, a family has come here—a father, a mother, a son, a daughter, and a dog.

"Our actions are very interesting, you should dress up as us." The father said to a talent agent.

"Sorry, I cannot play a family member. They are a bit too cute."

Mother: "Sir, you have to see our actions, I know you will dress up as us."

Agent: "Fine, fine, I'll take a look."

The father puts on a top hat that says "Talent Agent," the mother puts on the father's clothes, walks to his side, and says:

"Our actions are very interesting, you should dress up as us."

The agent answers:

"Sorry, I cannot play a family member. They are a bit too cute."

The son dresses up as the mother:

"Sir, you have to see our actions, I know you will dress up as us."

Agent: "Fine, fine, I'll take a look."

The son puts on a top hat that says "Talent Agent," the daughter puts on the father's clothes, walks to his side, and says:

"Our actions are very interesting, you should dress up as us."

Agent: "Sorry, I cannot play a family member. They are a bit too cute."

The father dresses up as the son: