It was a stupid idea.
Even a toddler would've known to not go into the building of Arkham Asylum, especially after the breakout two months ago. But Marcy wasn't the sort of girl to be put off an idea, even if she was only fifteen, stubbornness ran in her blood. The building was rundown and covered with vines due to Poison Ivy getting exposed to the 'Titan' toxin. A lethal poison designed by the Joker that turned the user into a powerful super-human.
Marcy wasn't the smartest, but she knew enough about the breakout to be cautious around this place. She had heard rumours throughout school that after the escape at Arkham, the place was going to be forever closed down, meaning it would be either blown up or bought by a private owner. But her curiosity got the best of her, she decided to go for a trip, after all she couldn't go her whole life without knowing what Arkham looked like on the inside!
So Marcy had snuck into the medical department (her next stop was the intensive treatment building) and she bought her new red camera with her. It was the most exciting thing she thought she would ever do!
The blue-eyed girl had spent three weeks preparing for this excavation and had everything she would need, she also made sure she didn't touch too much. After she had unhooked the nails from the observation room door (always handy having a hammer in your bag), there was an erie presence.
"Uh, hello? Anyone here?" Marcy looked around, flicked her pocket knife, and started to back away. She saw a flash in the corner of her eye and before she knew it, someone had pushed her long brown hair out of the way and there was a needle being pushed into her neck, right where the vein was. All that was next was black.