song: I'm Insane

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I let out a groan as I move back into my cell. I slide down the wall. Through all that torture I didn't scream once. 

"Are you crazy? You could have gotten us all killed!" A middle aged man hisses. My head whips toward him and my eyes harden.

" Well, if you've read a single newspaper in the past hmm...ten years you would know that The Joker is quite a fan of torture. He wouldn't kill you... not till you're begging for it or till you're driven insane. I just did you a favor and this is how you thank me? Typical." I rant. "Is this what the world has come to? An 18 year old outsmarting someone three times her age?"

''You didn't outsmart me." 

"Hmm... Yes I did you clodpole.''I decide before I slip my shirt over my head, leaving me in a black sports bra.  After all, what's the point of a shirt if it is bloody and shredded.

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I have been able to keep Joker occupied for months. He's been sending live streams of my torture to Batsy. Something was different today, however. Joker came in holding a syringe filled with an ominous purple glowing liquid. 

"Don't worry, this'll only hurt a bit." A goon laughs before the syringe is stabbed into my arm. He lied. It hurt a lot. 

A scream. Is it mine? Huh... I honestly can't tell. My body jerks against my restraints and I laugh. My head rolls back, tears streaming down my laughing face.

"Oh that was good. You almost got me. My TuRn."