Prologue
I have been locked in darkness, darker than my own soul, i can tell you that. I’m chained down, in this darkness that i am forced to call home. It drives me crazy...insane even.
There are somethings they won’t let me have, they being the nurses. Sharp stuff being the norm. But i can’t even draw, granted i did try to kill myself with a number two pencil.
I should introduce myself before i go on. I am Lucy, Luc for short. Resident o room 17B on the 15th floor of an insane asylum for people to die in.
I have been here for about four years now. Ever since i was ten. My parents created quite an image for themselves, you have probably heard of them, Harley Quinn and her Joker. I am more of a momma’s girl, taking her original blonde hair, and taking streaks of green in my hair from my father. My eyes are ice blue.
Every now and then my parents would break me out, but when something happens i get stuck here again and again. Most of the time i am in a foam room in a straight jacket. Stuck in this eternal darkness.
