I awoke, still stuck in the Mafia's home. I slipped out of bed and tugged on the shirt Blood Dupre, the Mafia Boss, had given me. My old clothes got torn and ripped and exposed to much. So for now, I wore a long black sweater that reached my knees with long sleaves that reached the base of my tails. I walked out for the room and walked to Blood's room.
I knocked quietly in case he was asleep. The door opened and Bloos was standing there. His hair a mess and his coat in hand. One if his eyebrows raised and he let me in. I walked a bookshelf and reached for a book. But if I was only at Black Joker's chest then I surely couldn't reach the book. I sighed and tried jumping but Blood immediately stopped me. He wrapped one arm around my waist and I felt my back against his chest. I remembered White Joker's warm yet cold smile and Black Joker's cold yet warm heart. Blood held the book in front of me and I grabbed it. I bowed my head and headed for the door. "You can read in here." Blood suggested. I shook my head. "Get something. Be back soon." I muttered and left for my room.
I go something and shoved it in the pocket of the sweater. I knocked again and Blood told me to come in. I set the book Blood yet me use on the couch and sat down in the corner of the couch. I opened the book Blood gave me and began to read. Blood resumed his work.
I closed the book and put it back on the shelf. I looked around more shelfs awas as nothing I might enjoy. Instead I sat down in front of the couch back in the corner. I hated it. How Blowashed to take care of me. How Black Joker broke the rules for my own safety. How White Joker murdered himself and those around him. Dead and dead. Clocks not found. Blood caught a glimpse of my shaking form. He got up to sit next to me. I held the book that was in my pocket. "B-Blood?" I called. He looked at me. I dragged out the book in my pocket and gave it to him. "Keep this." I murmured. Blood opened the book to see thousands of wordmoans millions of drawings of marionettes. there were three parts. The first was about marionettes. The second was about Black's prison. The third was about White's circus. In the back there were words and three pictures. "In memory of two Jokers; Black Joker of a prison and White Joker of the circus." On the bottom was the picture of a pair of black bleeding kwhites white Joker mask that was bleeding, and a marionette with a frown carved in it.
"I'm sorry."