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Rosemary wandered down the corridor hesitantly. She had no idea how he'd done it, but she knew of a little hiding place of one of the inmates. Protocol was she should have alerted everyone she could and have it investigated. Curiosity, that thing that killed the cat, didn't suggest the same at all. Besides. She wasn't a cat, what harm could it do?

She glanced down. If the lift started, she'd be dead. But she took the risk anyway, for some reason. Some people would scream in terror, but Rosemary felt put under a spell from her meeting with The Scarecrow... Dr. Jonathan Crane.

When she started working here, it was his shoes she had filled. During interviews with him after he had victimised the others and worn them to the point of no return, she took over, taking the bull by the horns. Bring it, she'd thought, give me your best. And Dr. Crane had tried but thus far it hadn't worked.

Oh but had tried. One interview he came in with a spider. She didn't particularly like them, but she wasn't afraid and she picked the spider up and played with it a little mindlessly and didn't even freak out when it popped up her sleeve because it quickly came back down not liking the tunnel of white it had just met.

And his words. Oh, his words had done nothing at all, she was used to hearing harsh things in the job she was in. In fact, it had only intrigued her more that he would get more frustrated the less effective his taunts became.

Rosemary wasn't a strong character, she didn't have any epic back story to make her some shining individual with a rock hard temperament that made her immune to the bad things in life; she was just pretty normal and pretty curious about things. At university she did well and had been an academic all of her life. She had fun in her spare time with her close knit friends of which there were only three. Nothing except her job was exceptional about her.

But Scarecrow was really pushing her boundaries. She'd sit and listen to him trying to question her instead of the other way around, over and over again whilst her mind hummed over silly thoughts. Do I feel something for this man?

If she did, it was wrong and it was insane. Or maybe it was just his persuasive effect taking its toll on her and she'd become used to him and started to feel like she was close to him though she wasn't. Non-the-less, now she was chasing him.

She stepped onto the edge of the vent and crawled in, shaking the cobwebs off and dusting herself down as her boots touched the ground of what she had found. She smirked wryly and took a full glance around, walking closer in to this little wonderful cubbyhole.

"You screwed up boy," she muttered to herself, riffling through the photographs. Where and how he had got them were a mystery but it was pretty skilled all the same. The research notes were the best thing in the room. So detailed and in depth. So smart. She quivered with twisted euphoria. Just my type said some little devilish thought in her head. It made her snicker lightly. No, not really. He's like... a killer. I wouldn't make it through the night with him.

She paid no attention to anything but these well developed notes for a while. So, maybe she had gained a bit of an obsession with him... she was writing about him in her diary at home and stuff. But as long as she knew it'd be totally wrong to pursue something with him then it was fine, right? No harm done.

Carefully, needles slipped through locks of her long blonde hair and eased it back. Scarecrow leant close, one arm at the other side so she wouldn't run. She froze, looking up from the research and gaping in horror and amazement. He slowly brought his head close to hers, underneath his mask a horrific grin.

"And what is one Dr. Rosemary Fiona Tawny doing in this secret little lair of mine?"

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