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Chapter 2: Understatement

Truly there had to be something here...But by Crane's expression, she felt hopelessly lost. It made her unravel her own mind but she calmly took a breath and gave a short nod. "Well if you insist..then do show me around Doctor Crane."

She had to keep it all together because sooner or later this hellish internship would be over. Be over. But for now, she had to be one. She had to be, or else she wouldn't survive here and she'd be locked up as well. She after all was to inherit this dump so why not? "Of course, after you." He motioned with his hands in a calm, serene gesture.

"Of course."

She slowly walked on, this time not alone through the hallways. The sounds of insane filled the air. Their cries and their screams. They didn't like it any better here then she did but neither had the choice. No choice. Had she already become one of them? The trip was silent. Doctor Crane didn't attempt at idle chitchat nor try anything for that matter. He wasn't a good guide but hell what was more to this asylum? More cells? She didn't even try either. What could she really say to him?

Thank you and i think you're quite the looker? Can i have your number? Or can we go out for coffee sometimes?

No, thank you. That wouldn't work with this man and his demeanor showed that. She slightly turned her head, letting her eyes glimpse at him. Surely that was him but hell she couldn't be sure.

But why hadn't he asked about her? Why didn't he inquire like everyone else in her life? Or was he that type of guy anyhow? What type was he?

"This is where we treat the patients..I'm sure that you have been informed as much. I do expect an Arkham to know a bit."

"Of course. It practically was taught to me since birth." She let out a snort of laugher but Doctor Crane remained serious. And the tone that he had used was much commanding but at the same time very mellow. "Not that I'm going to enjoy this.." She added under her breath but he went out of her range. No longer was he listening and she shruggled her shoulders.

"Here we go." He announced, going fast paced and reaching the door suddenly. She blinked.

"What's in there?" She inquired stopping a bit. He didn't even bother looking at her, he was too off in the distance with his glaze. She wondered what he could be drifting off about. He seemed to do that a lot.

"My office." He declared without any noticable change in his voice.

"Oh. Don't I get one?"

"No. You'll be working along side me. That is your uncle's wishes."

Another block. Her uncle knew how to do so. So she had to deal with robot boy here all day really and possiblly till the end.. That should be fun.Yet at least he wasn't bad to look at. His icy blue eyes that were lifeless but overwhelming, and his overall figure which was really lank, very tall and skinny. It suited him well but it gave her another impression. An impression of a man that was in fact something else.

Whatever did that mean? She couldn't say but it intrigued her..this feeling..

"So we'll be partners." He said coldly and interupting her wonderings.

"Rather you'll accompany me and you will learn first hand."

Blah Blah Blah. Sounded too much like a textbook. She nodded. "Yes Doctor Crane." Psychriatry wasn't the same as psychology but they were almost similiar so she guessed that it wouldn't be too bad. Yeah too bad. She had to keep thinking that. So no partnership. None of that. But wasn't that a partnership or not? Okay not.."But of course..there are times that I have other business with the patients.."

That caught her imagination. "Other business Dr. Crane? Whatever do you mean?" The fear glistening in her eyes. The way that he said that made him very lucid and almost degrading to her ears. The wide emphaised that he put on those words. Then she noticed his' eyes peering into her own. Fear. Fear. She took a step back. "Miss Arkham-"

"Faye."

"Faye-as you must know that kind of business is sad but it helps cures them."

"It does-?"

He nodded. "Then why sir..do you..?" What kind of business did he really mean by that? It sounded awfully dangerous but by the way he was saying it..it made it apparent that he didn't think of it much. "Now you're welcome to my office, as it is yours as well but i must ask you not to touch nor go snooping around in there."

"I won't."

Total LIES! LIES! That little voice screamed in her head but surely he could see around this..surely he could..But even if he did, he gave no indictions. How could he trust a psychology student like her? A curious female? OH well it was his mistake. "Now if you excuse me Miss Arkham-"

"Faye." She corrected and he hardly removed his stony expression.

"I do have business today. What I need you to do is the paperwork on the patients. It's in the office. Their files as well. That's another part of this profession. Lots of paperwork. Now I bid you good day." He then raced passed her and disappeared down the halls. She sighed and went in. Paperwork..how fascinating..

Faye had decided after half an hour to take a break, Crane hadn't came back but that didn't stop her from leaving his bare office. She again found herself in the demented halls but she felt a lot better, a lot more courage in her. Why? She couldn't say but maybe it was the fact that she knew one person here. That she wasn't entirely alone.

Still that one person puzzled and intrigued her.

Dr. Crane.

"Ohhh I'm so sorry!"

She realized now that she had ran into another doctor. But this doctor looked up at her and smiled. And what a beautiful smile too. A beautiful smile that melted her heart.

"No worries."

"That's good. I'm new here and it doesn't help that-"

"You're Faye Arkham aren't you? Well welcome to Arkham Asylum! I'm Dr. Ton. I do hope everything is going good for you." He beamed and saying in the most friendliest pleasant manner possible. Yes there were other people besides Dr. Crane. She had to remember that. She had to remember that and this was the living proof. Now she felt a bit more human a lot more than with Dr. Crane. She blushed and immediately started lightly flirting with him. A small hand gesture there, a small smile and giggles a few moments later.

"I take it you're single?" He asked after getting the memo.

"Yes and I'd like to see if you would like to go-"

"Faye Arkham, why not? I can tell you about all your duties."

She then remembered her task and shivered. He knew almost instantly. It wasn't hard to know nor remember. Dr. Crane was the head of the Psychriatry Ward and all those were under him. He was their boss and therefore determinded their fate alone. The power in that. "Yeah don't sweat it. Scarecrow won't get you. Don't let him get to you. And I'd love to go with you. The coffee will help no doubt and I can fill you on how it works here. Well I guess at lunch then? Is that all right?'

Scarecrow? Was that Crane's nickname? Didn't seem like the fellow to have friends..not in any lifetime but appearances were deceiving no doubt.

"Yeah! At lunch then! Well it was nice meeting you Dr. Ton-"

"James."

She redded further. "Yeah James. See you at lunch." With that he bowed and made an exit. She stood there in perfect bliss without much before she zipped back to the office. The paperwork wasn't getting done by itself.