Smile...With Teeth

Chapter 13

~Is it sick of me, to feed the animal in you?

Is it sick to say, I tease the hunter like I do?

Is it sick of me, to watch the wicked way you thrill?

Is it sick to say, I live to break your will?

Are you sick like me?~

~In this moment~

Joker was pleased with the progress he was making. The park would be ready sometime in the next three weeks. He had people working around the clock to get it up and running. The mechanical parts were all working beautifully. He had people doing the more cosmetic parts of the place. He had been overseeing most of it personally, without his war paint, he, unfortunately, blended right in. He left Ace in charge today as he had other things to deal with.

Currently , he was on his way to meet with his old tech guy, Cliff. Lucky for Joker, Ace had kept up with him and setup the meeting. He drove through the uptown traffic with little care. The useless, unthinking majority of society moving place to place. He found the high-rise apartment building easy enough, pulling into the underground garage. Ace said the kid had a private elevator. Joker parked close to it.

He punched in the code to open the elevator and stepped inside. The elevator was large and the side panel had only one button. He pressed it, watching the doors slide closed and he started to move. He wasn't claustrophobic, but being inside the box made him feel antsy. The elevator door opened to a large entryway.

He stepped into the room and looked around. This place was very lofty, super fancy. The last time he'd been in a place like this, he'd fought with the bat and thrown a lady out of the window. He smiled at the memory. He stepped closer to the wall of windows and looked out over the city. Gotham looked different from way up here. Almost pretty. You couldn't see all of the rot from so high up.

"Mr. Joker, good to see you again." The man walked up to him. "Ace said you had a possible job for me?"

"Just Joker is fine. Straight to business I see." Joker looked back out of the windows. "You did well for yourself." He said gesturing around the room.

"I need you to help me do a small side job. I was walking around the other day and had an epiphany. The people of this city have lost touch with reality. They record all of their lives and put it out for the world to see. But they only show the world the good stuff. I want to show the world all of it. I want to take everyone's personal information, and make it public knowledge. All of their deep dark secrets. I just want to get people out of the cyber world and back to reality." Joker explained.

Cliff nodded in understanding. "Let me show you something." He said moving to a smaller room.

Cliff reached under a shelf edge and the entire wall opened. Behind the wall was a large dimly lit room. Joker followed the man inside and the door closed behind him with a soft click. Joker loved hidden rooms. It made him wonder if all fancy apartments came with tiny saferooms like this one. Lights along the ceiling lit up showing the computers and monitors lining the wall, drawing his attention back to the present.

Joker noticed the room was cold. The goosebumps covered his skin, pleasantly. He moved further into the room as Cliff started up the different computers. Joker waited until Cliff, uh he hated that name, called him over.

"This is my setup. I have everything I need to create." He pointed to the first set. "To infiltrate." He pointed to the second set. "Or completely corrupt most systems." He pointed to the last computer.