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More often than sometime, there would happen extreme incidents at Arkham. In the past there had been incidents involving visitors and doctors. It was more than common to hear that something terrible had happened with a guard, for it was clear that these people felt a superiority towards the patients. Their feel of power drove them to act vile towards inmates, especially the ones that were the most dangerous. For people had not the tendency to understand such strange characters, they simply wished to punish them for they were a lesser form of life. Since Joker's arrival at the asylum the entire workspace had been on the edge of a knife. Doctors were tense and feared for their lives, guards were angry. He was such an unpredictable character, that it affected everyone. 
Diana had spent most of her week with Bruce or between the walls of her office. She felt quite well yet very shameful, as if something terrible was to happen to her once people would find out about her dealings with him. Whatever she thought it was. Yet she was more ashamed for it had become apparent that Joker had murdered one of the staff members in cold blood. It felt as if the building itself was mourning, constantly blaming her for what happened. She knew not this man whom he had murdered, at least not exceptionally good. She was sure that he had once asked her if she wanted a cup of coffee, however she never drank it and she had turned down the offer politely. Before there was a memorial, Diana had not even recalled his name, nor did she feel sad for it. it angered her that she was blamed for this death, she found most guards silly. They wanted to appear to have authority, whereas they had none at all. They merely endangered their own lives. 
The board, alongside the many doctors had held a meeting. It had even been discussed to put a hold to the visiting hours. Though many doctors could not confide with it, for social contact with a "loved one" had been too important for their patients. Diana had wondered at the time whether Joker even had a "loved one". Diana had spent two hours heavily debating on the Joker, in his favour. She had tried to contradict the proposition to have him in a solitary cell, however it had been in vain. Doctor Thompson, who had been a psychiatrist at Arkham for over twenty-five years had felt the strong need to replace Joker's psychiatrist, meaning that Diana would have to go back to spending her afternoons with silly children. She would not have that,  no. It even seemed that the board seemed to favour her, they too felt that Diana had made some sort of progress yet demanded caution for they knew not what had triggered the attack. Diana agreed to it. Though she was not content. 
She had even visited Doctor Raymond, the head of the board and director of Arkham at that time, after office hours to plead him not to place the Joker in a solitary cell. She knew that he would never trust her, she feared that their relationship would be brought to ruin. She feared for her career. 
"I understand what you are saying Diana." said Raymond to her from behind his desk. 
His office smelled of the heavy perfume of cigars, though it had been long restricted to smoke inside the building. Diana figured that the director could not care much for the rules, he though he was above them, which was why she had turned to him for aid. 
"But you must understand that I am in a tight position here." he said to her, "I'm  already putting my neck on the line for you."- he then started to whisper-"You should know that half of the board isn't even sure that you are the right professional, to handle the Joker."
As if she did not know that already. But she wanted to remain innocent to the eyes of Raymond. It felt as if Diana was a high schoolgirl who had been called to the principal's office. Though it was clear that Doctor Raymond asked more than just liking from her. 
"Oh, but you mustn't let them." Diana begged, "Nobody has ever made any progress with him, I can feel that something is happening, he is really talking to me." 
                                      
                                   
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The Joker And The Fool
General FictionGeorge Orwel once said that writers have become lame, for they avoid to describe things in detail and do proper research before they write a piece. Writing is valuable both aesthetically and informationally. That is what this is. A project that has...
 
                                               
                                                  