What A Clown...

19] Lulled To Sleep

I wrote this chapter listening to A Little Piece of Heaven by A7x
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I should have thought before going at the guard.

But The Joker and My Anger were like begging to give this guy scars of his own. We were really bad on him...Joker broke his arm thats how bad that was.

They shocked us a few times.

Joker carved a very messy smile into the guard that yelled out 'scarface' with a plastic knife. I stabbed his eye out.

I punched the guy repeatedly splitting his fresh cuts with every blow. I felt a pain at my side and I got thrown off the guard. And pinned to the floor.

"Calm down!" The guard yelled and before I could react the guard flew off me. The Joker kicked him again and again breaking all his ribs. He got close to him a bit and whispered something at him that brought regret and fear to the mans eyes.

Joker chuckled and stabbed the plastic knife into his throat.

I cant even cut my sandwich with those plastic knives...but I guess if someone could do that its the King Of Knives him self.

We are currently in solitary confinement.

There is only One room with enough locks to keep us 'under control' so we are sharing one. We woke up a few hours ago with a tray of food on a white table that was bolted to the floor.

We didn't eat it...You would have to be out of your mind to eat the food here.

The stupid walls are just white...i usually don't mind white its on of my favorite colors. But if its just that I cant take it... I like it if it has a few dabs of black or a slash of red.

I guess they want you to stay crazy by getting everything white. And we got straight jackets on too. They had to shoot us with a tranquilizer from far away to get them on.

I sat in to corner thinking of how I messed it up. Now it will take longer to get their confidence on me.

Whatever that guy knew what was coming. I get it if he didn't know about me but, if I wasn't me I sure would have never called the joker, scarface. That was an egghead move. Why the hell did he call me Scarface!?!

"I am way worse than scarface..." I muttered.

I looked up at the camera, this camera didn't have a microphone attached to it so I couldn't yell haunting nightmares at them. I remember it from the plans I showed the Secretaries. Only the therapy rooms had microphones...this one only recorded.....wait.

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Days later

"How long do they plan on making us stay here?" I said to Joker as he made silly faces at the camera. "Huh? I dunno...maybe a few days." He said and I stared at the wall.

"I don't know about you but I have a deal to make and its not going to happen in here." I said and he chuckled to himself. "Sorry toots, but ya cant get out of here unless you end up in the cafeteria or the t.v room." He said.

"Have you been in this room before?" I said and he shook his head. "No...they like updated everything..." He said and I smiled at him. "Well how do you think I got the Secretaries on my good side?" I said and his eyes widened a bit and sat up.

"I designed all the rooms in here and I have remotes to deactivate every single camera weapon and locked door in this building. I just need to get to one of the compartments so I can get someone to get them." I said standing up and walking to the cameras blind spot and sitting down.