I turned on the TV, but everything the newsreader told me has already been said.

The boats didn't sink, Harvey Dent was murdered, cops were killed and Batman was to blame.

I never stopped believing in the Batman, I kept believing that it was the Jokers fault, who was now locked up in Arkham Asylum, maximum security.

I decided to call Shezzana, my best friend since I moved to Gotham with my mom.

"Abby?" She sounded a bit worried.

"Hey, Ann, do you wanna go do something? I'm bored to death.." I sighed.

"Oh my God, have you seen thae trailer of that new horror movie, we should def. see it!"

"No I have not, is it really that awesome?" She could be a little too enthousiast sometimes.

"Yeah it's really that awesome Abby, do you wanna go see it tonight?"

"Sure, just wait a sec, I'll be there at your place in like half an hour okay?"

"Okay, I'll see you then!"

Finally, now my mom had to let me go.. She had been very protective after what happened a few weeks ago, I wasn't allowed to leave, at all.

My mom lost faith in the Batman after she heard what he did, my mom was thinking about leaving Gotham again, and moving back to Europe, but luckily I convinced her to stay, I didn't want to move again.

My mom was sitting in her room, playing stupid Facebook games, like she always did. I knocked on her door to get her attention.

"Mom? Im going to the movies with Shezzana, I'm not sure when I'll be home, but I'll take me phone and keys with me, okay?"

"Oh please, please be careful Abby.."

"Always am." I continued walking to my room.

I put on some gray skinny jeans and a black oversized shirt. I loved oversized shirts, and since I wasn't the skinniest person, they looked good on me. But whatever, I'd rather look they way I do, with boobs, than be skinny and have a flat chest. But of course, Shezzana had it all, a beautiful mocha coloured skin and she was skinny, but curvy. Her long black hair hanging down her face as if she was a Disney princess.

Most of the people at our school didn't really like us, we were different, and they couldn't accept that.. Well, screw them. She was all I needed anyway, we liked the same music, clothing, makeup, books, movies, everything.

The bathroom mirror showed me that my makeup was still the way I wanted it to be, so I just put my hair in a messy bun and put on my shoes. I grabbed my bag and gave my mom a quick kiss on her cheek.

"Bye mom!" I closed the door behind me and started my journey to Shezzanas house.

She was wearing her favorite outfit, a black skinny with a red tshirt.

The Monach theatre wasn't very far from her house, so within ten minutes we arrived at our destination.

There weren't a lot of people in the theatre so we could put our feet on the chairs in front of us.

Shezzana was right, the movie kicked ass.

On our way back we talked about the movie and laughed like there was nothing going on, and nothing ever happened, till we walked pass the large building with the large flatscreens.

'THE JOKER ESCAPES ARKHAM'

What? Maximum security my ass!

"Ann, look!" I pointed at the flatscreen.

Her eyes grew wider. "What?! How is that even possible?!"

"I don't know, let's go." I grabbed her arm and continued walking, a little faster this time.

"Wait, if we go this way we'll be home faster." She pointed at the alley to our right.

"Okay." I said, as I followed her.

I looked at my watch, longest five minutes of my life.

We were almost at her house when a couple of guys came walking towards us, we decided to take the alley to our left, but the joke was on us, because another group was waiting for us at the end.

"Let's ask those people for help." Shezzana pointed at a white Audi A1 that was waiting for the traffic light to turn green.

"I guess we don't really have a choice, do we?" We started walking towards fhe car when we heard one of the guys jelling at us while the others laughed.

Shezanna knocked on the window of the car, which slowly scrolled down.

"Ladies?" A man, in his late twenties was looking at us through his glasses. His curly brown hair reminded me of dr. Crane, who was working at Arkham before he changed his identity to Scarecrow.

"Err, we are being followed by a couple of guys.." She pointed at the men behind us, but when she turned around to look at them, they were gone.

Odd..

I wondered if they ever caught Scarecrow, 'till I saw this shadowy figure sitting in the back seat, but I couldn't make up who, or what, it was.

"Followed.. Well, get in, I'll give you girls a ride home." He sounded so calm, it was almost suspicious.

"Yes please!" Again, Shezzana was way too enthousiast, but when I wanted to tell her we could just walk home she was already sitting in the passenger seat, so I decided to just get in.

The person next to me looked away when I got in, so I couldn't see a face, but the orange overall told me everything I needed to know.

"Ann?" My voice was small.

When she looked back, her eyes grew bigger. I saw the person next to me press something against his face, and the driver put something over his head. The last thing I heard was a hissing sound, coming from somewhere inside the car.