The Joker Made Me Do It

Chapter nineteen

Okay, so I know this isn't much but I have been SUPER SUPER SUPERRRRR BUSY lately and I have had almost no free time what so ever so I'm sorry for the extremely slow updates and this is a short chapter! I'm sorry, I promise ill end up writing more! I just have a lot to do. This is more of a filler chapter.

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<Claire's POV>

When I had opened my eyes Dick was gone. I must've fallen asleep while he was here because I didn't remember going to bed. Either way he had left. I hoped I comforted him, at latest a little bit. He didn't deserve sorrow.

I sat up and swung my bare legs over the side of the bed. I war wearing a white nightgown. Typical hospital clothes. 'How ugly... Kill me now." I sighed and rolled my eyes dramatically while standing up and sliding my feet into the slippers by the bed. I didn't know where they came from, but they were green and red with a yellow R right in the middle.

'Curtesy of Dick no doubt.' I smiled and looked at the open door allowing my exit of the room. 'I wonder when they opened that... First I was in restraints, now I'm allowed to wander around aimlessly. What's next?' I giggled to myself and stepped out into the white hallway. They had a lot of white in there, didn't they? I didn't see what was so special about the color white. If anything it just gave me a headache.

I skipped down the hallway in a psychedelic manner and felt as if the walls were getting closer and closer together. I was beginning to feel claustrophobic and I felt my breathing speed up. I was wheezing when I felt a hand grab my arm and pull me into a large opening in the walls. We were in some kind of recreational area/room. I turned to the hand gripping my arm and followed it up to see the face of another red-headed girl staring back at me with a bright red smile of her face. I didn't smile back. I probably looked scared to be honest.

"The name's Pamela!" The woman told me and moved her hand down to mine in a handshake. After I pulled my hand away and she said "but you can call me Ivy."

I nodded and slightly smiled back, but a fake smile... How ever faked it looked with that hideous grin of my mine carved into my face. "Claire." I said curtly. "Only Claire." I added and followed her to take a seat on the couch presented in front of me. There were only a few other people in the area and woman named them off for me.

"That one there is Harvey." I shuddered at the sight of the man who's half of his face was normal and the other half was burned badly... Very very badly. "And there's Selina and Jonathan and Eddie." She giggled as she pointed to a man with ginger hair.

"How many times have I told you NOT to call me Eddie!" He puffed and stood up to look her square in the face. His cheeks turned red and she gazed over to me making him realize I was the newbie here.

"I'd prefer to be called Edward." He sighed and smoothed back his hair with a quick stroke of his hand.

"I'm Claire." I answered and crossed my legs and leaned back on the couch, letting myself settle down to think. "Why are you all here?" I asked the others, quickly regretting my question. That was probably an extremely rude question and bad idea to ask people at a mental alyssum. But I had asked anyway and awaited the answers and responses anxiously.

"We all have problems," Harvey began quietly. "But we mainly need help to keep our... criminal... minds in place."

"Cri...criminals?" I gasped and tried to hide my terror, but it was quite noticeable and clearly Pamela noticed and tried to calm me.