'Dr.Crane line 3 please, Dr.Crane line 3 please. Thank you'. a voice over the Arkham Asylum intercom system said. Jonathan Crane, a tall lanky man with black hair and glasses, and was also the head psychiatrist at Arkham Asylum reached over his cluttered desk and picked up his phone and pressed line 3. 'Dr.Crane hear' he said. The voice on the phone went on. Crane reached for one of the patient files that covered his desk, 'Yes go on' he said, while reading over the file. 'Right, I'm on my way'. He got up from his desk, grabbed his blazer and brief case then went out into the hallway B in the West Wing of Arkham and began the long walk from his office in the West Wing towards the Interrogation rooms in the North Wing. He continued to read the patient file as he made his to the interrogation room, passing by the maximum security portion of the Asylum, being heckled by the inmates. 'Hey there Johnny old boy!' The Riddler said mockingly from his cell with a grin on his face 'Have you found all my trophies yet?' He said snickering. 'No I haven't Nigma, nor am I looking for them.' The Riddler just looked at him with a snide look on his face. 'I spent months hiding those damn trophies and you act like you don't even care!' He yelled as Crane continued walking towards the cell block door. 'It's because I don't care Nigma.' He said as he walked out of the Maximum Security Cell Block. Jonathan would normally stop and talk with many of the maximum security inmates, unlike a lot of the other doctors, they didn't scare him, but today he had some extremely important business to attend to with one of there oldest new patients. He continued down corridor W2 towards the old castle portion of the Asylum where the children-teens ward is located. He reached the entrance and inputed a security code on to a key pad next to the metal door and a green light flashed signaling the door was now unlocked. He quickly opened the door then closed it again, walking through the main common room of the teen portion of the ward. 'Evening Dr. Crane!' a tall thin boy about 17 years old sitting across the room yelled to him. 'Evening Matthew' Crane said back to the boy as he continued to make his way to the door at the other end of the room. He looked down at his watch as he exited the castle portion of the Asylum and entered the North Wings main corridor,8:15, he read to himself 'Damn that's gotta be a new record Johnny' a voice in Cranes head said. 'Shut up! Not yet!' He muttered to himself, as he began to walk a little bit faster towards the interrogation rooms. He passed by the receptionist desk , starting to sweat a little. 'Good evening Jonathan' the receptionist said to him. He just looked at her slightly irritated, and kept on walking.
'Why the hell is he taking so long?!' Commissioner Gordon , a tall man with broad shoulders and grey hair in his early 50s, said impatiently as he took a drink from his coffee cup. 'Commissioner, the Asylum is a large place, it takes time to get from one end to the other,' Doctor Stevenson said to the commissioner as he continued to write down the patients information. Gordon checked his watch,'If he's not here in the next 30 seconds I swe....' At that very moment the Jonathan opened the door, still with a slightly irritated look on his face. 'Hello Commissioner' he said. 'It's about damn time you got here Crane.' The commissioner said to him. 'Is the patient in the room secured?' Crane said as he walked over to Dr. Stevens and picked up the patients information. 'He's been tied down to the interrogation rooms chair' Stevens answered. Crane looked at Gordon 'You can leave now Commissioner, thank you.' 'It's about damn time' Gordon said, grabbing his duster coat and coffee then walking out the open door and slamming it closed. 'Anything out of the ordinary you've noticed with the subject?' Jonathan asked Stevens. 'Well let's see....I don't know, maybe, the whole left side of his face.' Stevens said sarcastically. 'Smart ass.' Crane said shacking his head as he walks towards the interrogation room door. 'It's been awhile since we've seen Harv, hasn't it?' The voice in Jonathan's head said. 'Shut up just a little bit longer' he said to himself as he began to open the door. 'Well look who it is?' Two Face said as Crane closes the door behind him. 'How are you two doing today' Crane asked pulling up a chair to the interrogation table. 'I'd ask you the same question!' Two Face said mockingly to him. Jonathan lifted up his briefcase onto the table and folded his hands over it. 'OOOOOOOO!! WERE SO SCARED!!!' Two Face yelled mockingly. Crane looked at Harvey completely unfazed , took off his glasses and said with small grin on his face 'Would you like to see my mask?'
YOU ARE READING
Nothing to fear but fear himself
FanfictionThe Asylum is a scary place for many, a living hell for others, and heaven for Fear Himself
