Chapter 25

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A piece of cake and a note slid through a drawer where I get my meals from instead of getting escorted to the cafeteria. The cake looked decent but a little messy, a guard had probably tasted it and checked it just to make sure there wasn't a bomb in it or something. The note that came with it had my name scribbled on it. The letter had already been opened by one of the guards for security reasons so that meant that the letter probably wasn't important but I read it anyways. It read;
"Sorry to hear that your in Arkham, the factory is nice and warm. When you can, get the key and semi, they're pretty useful. The truck misses you in the back and before Wednesday. We'll try to visit you soon, we miss you!
-Marylyn & Doug"
The letter made no sense at all, but was very suspicious. I didn't know a Marylyn or a Doug and what did it mean by key and semi? What factory was it talking about? It was obviously from the joker if no one else. I just had to decode it.

SUNDAY:
I had most of the letter decrypted, and when the guards would come into my cell every morning, afternoon, and evening they would ask me why I kept reading the note I had gotten with my cake and I would just respond, "because I'm bored".
The note basically said that the Joker was in some kind of a factory, most likely the chemical factory since that's what I overheard Nick telling batman when batman was dangling him over a building, and that's also where I told officer Gordan he was hiding. The note also said to "get the key and the semi", that means I need to get a key to my cell in order to escape, but I still don't know what the "semi" is or what the note meant by saying "The truck misses you in the back and before Wednesday". Then it hit me, the "semi" was an abbreviation for a semiautomatic rifle, meaning that I needed to get some kind of a gun. I then thought hard about what "The truck misses you in the back and before Wednesday" meant. It was clearly saying a date and a place for me to go, did that mean that the pickup truck was going to pick me up in the back of Arkham on Tuesday night?! Yes! That was it! Which meant I only had today and tomorrow to figure out how to get out of here.

MONDAY:
The guards always came into my cell at the exact same time, 9 am, 12 pm, and 10 pm. They came in three's and the cell is also under constant surveillance. They all carried a keycard, a hand gun, a taser, and a walkie talkie. All were pretty useful items but the question was how I would get them. They were all heavily built and trained officers and it would probably be pretty hard to take all three of them down on top of being on a surveillance camera and having the whole Asylum come to my one cell. I was gonna need help.

Pamela arrived at my cell a few moments after I asked a guard to get her, I was chained (as usual) to a table and she sat down in front of me.
"You asked for me?" She tilted her head to the side.
"Yeah, I was just gonna ask you a question, that's all."
"Um, okay. Ask away."
"What do ya think of Frannie?"
"Frannie? One of the heads of Arkham? She's fine I guess. Why do you ask?"
"Has she been nice to you?"
"Well no, not really but..."
"Then why are you putting up with her, she's hurt you and she's hurt me. We need to take her out. She mistreats the prisoners and is a coward."
"I can't! It's wrong, you know that."
"Come on, I know your not a saint, deep down your just like me."
"A criminal?"
"No, a thrill seeker."
"Being a 'thrill seeker' could get you killed."
"I guess your right, but not today."
"What about tomorrow? Look, I know what your doing, breaking out if Arkham is no cake walk. You'll just get yourself killed! If I didn't know you I would report you right now."
"You basically already have, the security cameras are filming."
"Not right now, I messed with the camera to replay footage of you sleeping in bed."
"Why?" I asked.
"I don't know, I guess I feel bad for you, hoping your knight in shining armor is going to come and save you."
"Hey! Look, we both hate it here, we may as well get out of here in style."
"It's risky, and we will be shot at."
"Not if we out smart them. Remember ya still technically work here, you've got keys."
"Too easy, we'll get caught for sure."
"Luckily I have a plan B." I smirked at her. She then left the cell. Now I had eyes from the outside, this plan was going to be a breeze.

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