I was… a little… grumpy last night. For that I am sorry. But now I've updated so I hope that this is enough.
Now that she was full, she was dead tired. She couldn't believe how good the food was! Chicken with mashed potatoes and gravy! It was amazing. She had set the tray down, and was now curled on her side. What time was it? There were no windows in the entire place, so telling if it were night or day was impossible.
That made her uneasy, but as she was staring at the wall, the lights in the common room dimed. Shadows were thrown in every direction. She shook her head as she nuzzled into her cot, pulling her blanket tighter about her chin. She had always had an irrational fear of the dark. Since she had grown older she had learned to… somewhat swallow her fear.
Breathing picked up behind her, and after a few tense moments, she relaxed fully and let her eyes drift closed. The food in her belly warmed her, and she slowly fell asleep.
Six large, heavily armed men snuck through the near silent halls of Arkham Asylum. "You sure this is the right way? Boss is gonna be pist if we get caught." A man, with a frowing clown mask stated as they turned into a hall.
"Yeah, yeah. Boss is right in here. Who do you think he's bringing with him?" Another, this man wearing a grinning clown mask, questioned. The six entered a glass walled room, and they all nearly sighed with relief. There were small plaques above each panel of glass, naming who resided inside.
The six split up, to search each room. "Scarecrow and Riddler." One read aloud.
"Killer Crock, and Bane." Another stated reading the plaque above the door.
"Joker and Glassglow. Found them. Get over here and set up those explosives." The man with the frouning clown mask commanded
Quickly, everything was set up. One knocked on the glass till someone inside roused. The man gave a thumbs up, then quickly moved away from the glass.
A heavy body slammed into her as something exploded around her. Ringing filled her ears as someone, the body that had woken her, gather her in her blanket, and lifted her. Whoever it was, was carrying her as if she were in a knapsack. Shocked, and her head still throbbing, she didn't struggle.
Fear thundered through her chest as she scrabbled about for Jack. Jack had to be okay! He couldn't be hurt! She cried out with joy as her hands clutched Jack, whom was perfectly okay.
Noises became noticeable. Someone was laughing loudly, and many voices called to each other. Whoever was carrying her, began to run, jostling her about. She clutched at her blanket, and her head throbbed with every step her captor took. She was beginning to feel sick.
A door was kicked open and cold air slammed into her body, making her gasp. "Let's get going!" Someone yelled, as the noise of a car door opening, reached her ears. She was slung around, and slammed into someone's lap. A door closing harshly next to her.
"Hurry up! Let's get out of here! A familiar voice played at her ears. She was pist before she could register the name. With a cry, she began to thrash about. Tiny claws clawing at her blanket. Thrashing around, growling and snarling like a trapped animal.
Okay. Not as long, but I'll update soon. I'm so tired. I've been have some nightmares lately… and they are kicking my ass. My body is craving sleep, but it refuses to go to sleep. I'm just not up to doing anything at the moment. Sorry. I'll try again tomorrow
