Your P.O.V:
All I could hear was my shoes clicking against the cement steps as I make my way inside the Arkham Asylum. The idea of coming here sounded great but now that I'm here I'm not so sure. My Mom and Dad had great plans for this place and even started a project for this building before they passed away. I of course being the the oldest of their children, wanted to continue their work and pick up where they left off. I didn't know that there was so much paperwork to go with inheriting the family company or the Arkham project alone, but Alfred and Bruce help me when they can. Even though Bruce is still too young to help me with the family business he is very smart for his age and I want to keep my little brother in the loop about everything that's going on. But as long as Bruce and Alfred are proud of me and my decisions that's all I could really ask for. Once I get to the top of the steps I stop and look directly up at the very large building scaling above me. As I stood there I was contemplating whether or not to go in. Whenever I thought of this place I only thought about the building itself, forgetting about the very dangerous people inside it. And above all I remembered that he resides here. The very man that tormented both me and my brother, and the one that's haunts my dreams. As I started contemplating on those terrible memories I quickly snapped out of it. Shaking my head lately trying to get all those thoughts out of my head. He's one person in this humungous place, I highly doubt I would run into him. At least I hope. I took a deep breath collecting myself then proceeded forward into the doors.
My steps into the foyer were followed by many screams of pain and madness, making me feel on edge. Regardless I tightened my grip on my bag strap around my shoulder and proceeded forward, determined to see this project through. As I went further into the foyer I was greeted by a very eager but slightly nervous man. He was quite tall and wore a blue business suit and had large rectangular glasses. "Hello Miss Wayne and welcome to the facility." He welcomed he as he held out his hand. "Yes and you must be Mr. Fearson." I shook his hand then continued. "Is that yelling common out of curiosity?" "Yes quite unfortunately. But I assure you that nothing will interfere with our walk through." He stated as we began to walk to the elevator. "It doesn't defer me to hear yelling. As you know I'm here to insure safety for both the staff and the inmates. With the past documentations of fights, lockdowns and breakouts, both persons need to be safe. With that being said I'm aware that there are some troubled souls in here with mental illness that are only seen as criminals because they are living with such." We got into the elevator and he pressed the button for the first floor. "I understand but if you don't mind me asking are you here more for the staff or the inmates?" "I'm here to insure that the staff and the more innocent inmates are safe and that everything is up to code before I continue the project any further." "I know you have good intent but don't let any of them fool you. They are all aggressive" He admitted as the elevator doors opened. "With that being said from this point on I highly advise you don't let your guard down. They seem to know, and they also don't see a lot of women." He instructs as we exited the elevator and started the walk through.
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We got through most of the building with ease. Being mindful of the inmates as well as the task at hand. We got to the seventh floor with was lockup or isolation for the more dangerous inmates. That's when I started seeing some familiar names. As we walked down the halls I glanced at the names assigned to the rooms. Jevis Tetch, Jonathan Crane, some of many that I saw on the news. I knew he was on this floor but I just hope he's asleep and won't hear me or better yet please be in the lunch room with the other inmates. Ok I'm promising myself right now that if I see him and he talks to me I will not show fear. "Are you alright Miss Wayne?" Mr. Fearson asked concerned putting his hand on my shoulder. "Yes I'm fine." I say coming back to reality. We quickly started the conversation about security and safety on this level back up to avoid thinking about if I see him. As we went down the hall my heart rate rose just wanting to get this floor done and over with. We finally made it past the last set of cell doors and I started to breath easy once again. That is until I heard a raspy voice coming from the last cell on my side. I turned around and walked towards the steel door and looked into the cell through the small window in the steel door. I only saw his red hair first then as he approached the window to face me the scars circulating his face was the main attraction to him now. "Well isn't this a surprise! Now what is a girl like you doing in a place like this? Are you finally seeing my point of view?" He smiled as his eyes pierced mine. "I'll never see your point of view. I'm not sadistic and insane." He laughed a little. "Oh not yet sweetheart! Not yet! But if you stay here any longer this place will rub off on you." He stated as he held out his hand through the window to try and caress my face but I pulled away last minute. When he couldn't reach me he closed his hand into a fist and pulled it back to him. "You know being in here your only company is your mind, more so the memories. And I gotta say I go back to that night of the black out a lot and I only wish I got more time that night. You know to have more fun." He admitted staring at me with a wide sinister smile. "Keep dreaming because your never getting out of here, and I'll make sure of it!" I stated getting close to the window, but not too close to the point where he could grab me. "Oh I will sweetheart. I'll dream about of the wonderful things I'll do to this city, and your family. But one day my dreams will become reality and the first person I'll go after is you and your brother. But don't worry, I'll take special care of you. That's a promise!" He explained before doing his loud famous laugh sending shivers up my spine. I scoffed at him as I backed away from the steel door and returned to Mr. Fearson's side, continuing our tour and leave Jerome in the patted cell where he belongs.
I was walking down one of the many halls in this maze of a building as I was making my way out. I had just finished all me interview with the staff to see all their options on certain safety precautions. It was taking place in the staff room which was away from the containment portion of the building, so I could walk out freely with out worrying about my safety. I slowed my walking down the hall being the only one there and loudly exhaled. I'm so happy that this day is finally done. Today took a lot out of me and that was before I saw Jerome. I suppose it was dumb of me to hope that I wouldn't see him, but even though he sends shivers down my spine and leaves me in a state of fear, I think I handled that great. I didn't show him fear and I was aware of what he was doing. I'm actually really proud of myself. I thought smiling as I continued walking. And besides he's in that cell and I'm here, there is no way he can hurt me now. And with every precaution I'm taking with this project he is never going to leave. I thought to myself as I was about to turn the corned leading to the main foyer. I smiled at the idea that I would be home soon but that thought was interrupted when a hand clamped over my mouth and another went around my waist keeping me close to that person. I tried to kick and scream but to no avail as the person dragged me into a near by broom closet. Once we were in the closet I was pushed up against one of the walls and the strong hand over my mouth held me firmly in place as the person was looked around for something. I stood there struggling in terror as the person holding me still turned on the light and allowing me to get a good look at .... him. I tried to close my eyes and turn away but Jerome wasn't having that. He held my face towards him so I had no choice but to look at him as he got closer to me to the point where he was almost pressing against me, trapping me between him and the wall. "Told you my dreams would become reality. And that's just the tip of the ice berg sweets. What I have planned for Gotham . . . . And you, will be so much fun." He smiled wickedly followed by a small chuckle. I tried to scream at the top of my lungs hoping my voice would be heard beyond Jerome's hand but I had no such luck. The moment I stopped screaming he tilted my head to the side and put his lips to my ear. "Shhhh. Think about it y/n. There are patients here that yell constantly and there voices echo through the building. Do you really think anyone would hear you or just write your cry's for help off as another scream of a crazy person." I closed my eyes tightly feeling completely helpless. He pulled some of my hair behind my ear feeling like he's only getting closer. I quickly decided to fight back but failed miserably. Having him holding me even tighter. "That's why I like you!Your such a fighter! But your going to have to cooperate because we don't have much time before they realize I'm missing. And your my ticket out." He explained then looked around the closet shelf's. He quickly reached up and pulled a roll of electrical tape off the shelf. He pulls the end of the tape up with his teeth, smiling wickedly after. Suddenly he quickly removed his hand from my mouth and leaned forward and pressed his lips against mine causing my head to press against the wall. I was in a state of shock and tried to fight back but that soon ceased when I felt Jerome wrapping my wrists in front of me with the tape. Once he was done restraining me he pulled away and clamped his hand back on my mouth. My heart was racing to the point where my breath followed the speed. "What you didn't like that!?" He asked putting his other hand up against the wall beside my head. "Oh don't worry. We'll have plenty of time to practice later." He stated moving the hand from the wall down and stopped at my hips. I tried wiggling out of my grip but that only earned a chuckle from him. "Yeah your probably right. No know but later. So let's get to business shall we?" He stated before holding me against him and dragging me out of the broom closet and towards the main foyer.
