One of the goons, Jackson, was with the young girl. He was worried when The Joker come back and hurt her like he did with the other girls.

"You have to be brave," Jackson told Sarah, "The Joker will want to hurt you. But you can't let him get into your head and destroy you."

She looked down. Why was he telling her this? He was one of his goons. The door then opened and The Joker came in. "Get out." He ordered Jackson. Jackson got up and left the room. He sighed and headed for the door to outside. He sensed the Joker was more interested in this girl than the others, so he would have to let Joker know about her as soon as possible.

Sarah was shaking and looked scared. The Joker was walking towards her as he unbuckled his belt. She pushed herself away from him, but he slammed her down and held her down onto the floor. "Please!" She begged, "D-Don't!!!"

The Joker ignored her pleases and begs. For hours he gave her pain and torture. Unspeakable pain. She tried to push him off, but he was too strong. This hurt her. Mentally and physically.

The Joker would do this to her everyday. She was the only girl that The Joker chose to not be sold. Instead he kept her to himself.

Everyday it was like this. Having one of his goons take her to him so he can do whatever he wanted with her. Even to just beat her.

Sarah grew tired. And weak. She felt powerless. But she tried to keep holding on. The words that one goon told her that someone will come for them, either Batman or someone, she tried to keep staying strong.

The other girls could see she looked like she was about to drop out of exhaustion and the torture she was put through by The Joker.

Sarah would always be brought by the goon that took her to The Joker, and put to bed. Every night that she did, she would pray, begging God to send a sign, or anything that they will be free someday. She just wanted to go home. Or atleast away from The Joker.

Please, I don't want to live anymore...but if you will save me and the others, please...please bring help. I want to die...but I also don't want to, God...