' Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. FUCK.' Aniyah thought repeatedly, gripping her purse tightly. ' I still have the car keys, maybe I can make a run for it.' She glanced back at the Chrysler then at The Joker's gun. ' I won't make it.' Aniyah tried to play through every scenario, something she could do to try and escape, but they either didn't work or resulted in death. She cursed one last time, looking down at the ground. " Oh. Great." Aniyah looked over at the man in the car. "...Dr. Arkham?" She furrowed her eyebrows together. " Ladies first." The Joker opened the car door. Aniyah glanced at him and hesitantly climbed into the car. " Now we can go pick up Lyle." He sat next to Aniyah and put his gun away. Aniyah jumped slightly hearing someone bang on the trunk along with faint screams. ' Oh my God.' She thought, closing her eyes. ' Aniyah, don't freak out now. It won't end well if you freak out now.' She thought, trying to calm down. " Why so quiet, doll?" Aniyah's eyes snapped open, realizing how close The Joker was. " No reason." She slowly moved over. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her back. Aniyah's breath got caught in her throat as she tried to pry his hands off. " Isn't there a rule with writers-ah? If something like this happens, you have to, uh, live to write about it?" The Joker asked. Aniyah stopped moving. "...I'm going to take that as a threat and not a question." She said. The Joker laughed, making her flinch back. " Good." he said.

Aniyah shifted slightly. " Where are we going?" She asked. " Well, after we pick up Lyle, we're going to dinner-ah." The Joker said. " Where?" She glanced at him. " That's a surprise, doll. I don't like ruining surprises." He grabbed a strand of her hair, twirling it around his gloved finger. " You, ever try dying your hair red? Red would look nice on you." He made Aniyah look at him. " It could match that fierce look in your eyes, way better than orange can." He said. " I thought about it. I just like orange better." Aniyah responded, staring up at him as he licked his lips. " What color was your hair before?". " What color was your hair before?" Aniyah repeated the question. The Joker chuckled. " We're here." Dr. Arkham glanced back at the two. " great! Let's go. Grab the camera." The Joker grabbed Aniyah and got out of the car. " He lives in a apartment building. How cute-ah." He giggled, going upstairs. Aniyah slowly took a step back as he broke into Lyle's apartment. The Joker glanced at her, making her freeze. He took his jacket off and put it around her shoulders. " Hold this for me." He took off his gloves and and put them in the pockets of the jacket. Aniyah stayed behind Dr. Arkham as they walked into the apartment to see what was happening through the camera's night vision. ' Why does he want to record all of this?' She thought.

She flinched slightly at Lyle's loud snoring as they got closer to his room. " We have to be quiet." The Joker whispered, getting closer. " Lyle's sleeping." he giggled, moving towards Lyle's bed. " Please don't kill Lyle." Dr. Arkham said as The Joker picked up a bat. He slowly aimed the bat at Lyle's head, preparing to hit him. " Don't-Do not do that." The Joker glanced back at Dr. Arkham and sighed. Aniyah quietly took a step back, glancing at the door. She took off her heels and carefully left the apartment. She quickly ran downstairs and out of the apartment building. ' The trunk.' Aniyah ran to the car and frantically searched for the hatch to pop the trunk. Once she finally got the trunk open, she ran to lift it open. Her panicked auburn eyes met frantic dark brown eyes of a nurse. " Come on, hurry up!" Aniyah helped the woman out of the trunk. " Thank you! Thank you so much!" The woman gasped, grabbing her arms. " You're welcome." Aniyah grabbed her arms as well. " You need to run before he comes back." She said. The woman quickly nodded and Aniyah took off into an alleyway, running as fast as she could. ' The jacket! Check his jacket!' Aniyah dropped her heels and checked the pockets of The Joker's jacket, pulling out a switchblade. ' I have no idea where I am.' She frantically looked around, trying to look for something familiar, coming to stop.

" Hello, beautiful." Aniyah tensed, hearing The Joker's voice. " Where'd you get that lovely jacket?" He chuckled. Aniyah was about to make a run for it. " Don't," She yelped slightly and gripped the switchblade tightly as he shot the trash can next to her. " Move-ah." He seethed, walking towards her. " I guess I'll have to, uh, keep a tighter leash on you." He said as Aniyah turned to face him, hiding the switchblade behind her back. The Joker glanced at her arm then back at her. He charged and wrapped a hand around her neck, slamming her against the brick wall. Aniyah grunted slightly as he snatched the switchblade away from her. " Let me go!" She seethed, trying to hit him. " I don't think you understand, Ani-yah." The Joker chuckled. He let go of her neck and grabbed her wrists, pinning them above her head. " You, uh, curiosity got you into this mess-ah." He pushed his switchblade against her mouth, almost cutting the skin. " There's no turning back now. Trust me, doll. Me and you?" The Joker leaned in closer. " We'll watch this town burn together. We'll be laughing. To-geth-er." He smirked. Aniyah managed to turn her head away, closing her eyes. He chuckled. " Let's get you back with the others-ah." He pulled at Aniyah's wrists, tanking her forward. The Joker picked up Aniyah's heels. " We can't have you at dinner barefoot." He said.

The Joker dragged Aniyah back to the car. " Oh and, congratulations. You just earned yourself a ride in the trunk." He said. " NO!" Aniyah started to struggle again. " Oh calm down." He made his grip tighter. She managed to elbow him in the stomach, but he grabbed her by her hair before she could get anywhere. The Joker slammed her against the car. Aniyah hissed out in pain as she tried to think of another plan. ' Scream.' As soon as she opened her mouth, The Joker covered it tightly. " Screaming his a bit cliche, don't you think? Try to be more, creative-ah." The Joker snarled. Aniyah closed her eyes and bit her lip. " Now, if you know what's good for you, Ani-yah, you would listen." He seethed, gripping her neck tightly. He lifted her up and shoved her into the trunk, throwing her heels in as well. Aniyah screamed, banging on the trunk. " You can come out when you've learned your lesson-ah." The Joker banged on the trunk, making her stop. " Shit." She whispered, covering her face.

' What am I supposed to do?' Aniyah thought. She didn't know how long she was in her trunk, but she heard her cellphone ringing the entire time. She moved her hands from her face as the trunk opened. The Joker pulled her out of the trunk. " Alright, Pearl. Back in the trunk." He said. ' Shit. She didn't get away either.' Aniyah thought as he shoved the nurse into the trunk and grabbed her heels. " Are you going to listen, doll?" The Joker glanced at Aniyah, closing the trunk. She nodded, putting her heels on. " I know a way you can prove it-ah." He grabbed Aniyah's cellphone and handed it to her. Aniyah looked at her phone and her heart clenched. 36 missed calls from Bruce. " Block Mr. Billionaire." The Joker said. " B-Block? But-". " Do it-ah." He put the phone in her hand. Aniyah glanced up him and sighed, blocking Bruce's number. " Good." He took the phone back, staring at her. " You look very nice in my jacket. Too bad I need it back." The Joker took his jacket off of her and put it on. " Ready for dinner?" He linked arms with Aniyah and began to walk. " No." She mumbled, now on the porch. She felt Lyle glaring at her, and she returned the favor before snorting, realizing he was only in his boxers. " You know, you'd make a great patient, Doc. Orange is definitely your color." The Joker said. Aniyah saw that Dr. Arkham was wearing The Joker's jumper. " Now. When she opens the door, we're all gonna say it, right?" He asked. Aniyah raised an eyebrow. " I'm not doing that. It's not even Halloween." Lyle said, fixing the camera and rolling his eyes. ' He wants them to say trick or treat?' Aniyah thought, glancing at Lyle. The Joker glanced at him. " Spoil sport. Don't worry. We'll get you a costume soon enough." He smirked before looking at Dr. Arkham. " Ready?" he rung the doorbell and stood away from the door. Aniyah glanced back at the road making The Joker grab her arm and yank her towards him. " Don't expect to, uh, run away again, doll." He rung the doorbell again. Soon enough, the front door opened, revealing Mrs. Arkham. She looked at her husband and paused. " Honey, what's going on?" She glanced at Lyle with the camera. " Please, just go inside." Dr. Arkham said. Mrs. Arkham furrowed her eyebrows together. " What?". " Go inside. Now." Dr. Arkham repeated. " Why? What is happening?" Mrs. Arkham asked. The Joker rolled his eyes. " Trick or treat!" He slammed Mrs. Arkham's head against the door frame, causing her to fall. Dr. Arkham stepped forward. " STOP IT! WHAT ARE YOU-". " Ah, ah, ah." The Joker pointed his gun to Dr. Arkham. He bent down to Mrs. Arkham and pulled out a picture, holding it next to her face.

" Please. Don't hurt her." Dr. Arkham pleaded. Aniyah realized that the picture The Joker was holding was a picture of Mrs. Arkham, he was holding it as if to see if the picture was a match. " We found her!" He laughed. " Don't kill her." Aniyah blurted out, gaining his attention. " Don't!" Dr. Arkham yelled. " Don't worry. We're gonna have a nice dinner. Just the four of us." The Joker started to drag Mrs. Arkham by her hair. " You have no idea how long I've wanted to meet you." He said to her as he laughed. " Let her go!" Dr. Arkham yelled, following him. ' I should've left when I had the chance.' Aniyah thought. She ran for the front door, but The Joker grabbed her. " You're such a handful, doll." He dragged Aniyah into the back room as she struggled. " The night isn't over. I still have plenty of surprises for you." The Joker laughed.