Click click click. All you can hear is my high heels on the marble floor as I walk towards my destination. The closer I get, the louder you can hear the screams. I enter my passcode and soon flashes of colors unfold before me. Here I am, Dr.Harleen Frances Quinzel, in the famous Arkham Asylum. Every time I walk into here I'm breathless all over again. I scurry over to my station and flip through my clipboard. Boring, boring, boring, boring, WAIT WHAT!?! I reread the last paragraph and my heart drops
Permission To Analyze The Joker Has Been Accepted.
I look around to make sure no ones near before I break out into a little happy fit.
"Harleen, I see you have received permission for The Joker"
I whirl around, as a blush begins to creep onto my cheeks
"Uh, yes professor. They've granted me access to Analyze him"
"Great, hopefully they have given you the rules and warnings about him"
I nod my head "Yes sir, it's a mighty long list...." I trail off as I gaze over the 150 rules.
"Yes yes, they're all there for a reason though Harleen. This..... Creature, is very dangerous. Some might even say a total Megalomaniac. Please be careful and whatever you do, do not get attached to him. Don't sympathize with him as he WILL take advantage"
"Yes sir Professor, I understand" I say gulping
"Good, have a great rest of the day Harleen"
As he walks off my mind begins spinning. I, Harleen Quinzel am going to analyze the JOKER. This can't be happening... After three months they FINALLY give me access
I walk towards room 124 and my heart lurches. I hear manic laughter coming from inside. As I put in the passcode from my clipboard I see an officer stand besides the door
"Careful kid, this ones a real nut job. If you need anything just holler"
"Thanks" I say with a crooked smile. The door unlocks and I step inside. A cold blast of air engulfs me and when the door slams shut the laughter stops.
"Well well, what do we have here?"
I walk towards the chair that's beside him and sit down.
"Hiya. My names Dr.Harleen Quinzel. I'll be analyzing you today" I say with a smile
"Hmm. They put a kid in here to evaluate me? They've set their standards low. Why the smile though?" He asks with a smirk
"I've been begging them for three months to let me help you. They finally allowed me today. It's wonderful to be put in here with the worlds greatest villain"
"Ahhhh, it seems I have a fan of my art. Tell me, which murder did you like the best? And don't flatter me"
My stomach does a flip and I have to carefully think over my answer before replying
"I do not like your murders, but, as of which one peaked my interest I would have to say it was when you kidnapped a cosplayer dressed as batman, hung him upside down and fed him to the piranhas alive"
A dark look crosses over his face "Indeed that was one of my best ones. Too bad it wasn't the real Batman"
I scribble some stuff on my clipboard
Fascinates over B-man.
Wants B-man dead
We talk for a few more hours before a bang interrupts us
"Harleen your time is up. We're opening the door for you"
I look towards the Joker and for a split second I could've sworn I saw his face fall. Without missing a beat he glares at me
"What are you waiting for kid? Get outta here"
I lean over towards him before whispering
"I'll be back"
I get up and walk towards the door, before I leave I look over a blow a kiss towards him. He catches it and puts it in his pocket before bursting out laughing. I clock out of my shift and hand my notes into my professor
"How did it go Harleen?"
I think back to our encounter and smile
"Can't tell ya, patient confidentiality" I say with a wink. I walk away and breathe in relief. If I had told him how it went I would've been taken off the case. Because in reality.
I was falling in love with the Joker
