Sofia was dragged through the endless halls of the asylum, her eyes skimmed through different rooms as she passed them. Rooms filled with different forms of technology while others kept gurneys and seats with straps inside. She looked down another hall to see Whistler and other doctors escort a man hastily down the corridor. He was holding his ear, blood was dripping down his hands. Boles then tugged at Sasha's shoulder and stopped her from walking, she snapped her head forward to see what the abrupt halt was for.

"Clear the area!" another guard announced from the opposite end of the room

Boles and staff blocked Sofia's view, but she tried to look through them as best she could. She could see Quincy Sharp and Jeremiah Arkham standing aside of the intensive treatment center. Standing next to them was a middle-aged guard with a hook for a hand, they were all focused on the new visitor. Her head turned to see a large group of guards making their way towards the men. They were dragging someone with them.

That's when she saw him. His disheveled green hair and bruised pasty face, he had a black eye and bloody nose. His wide grin was full of blood, but she suspected not all of that was his. Seeing the unfortunate victim just moments before. He moved his jaw around, not even acknowledging the cuts and marks all over his body. He took quite the beating. She wondered how he was able to get into this much trouble in just a matter of a few hours. But it was the Joker of course, he was known to do plenty of things out of the ordinary. He cackled his eerie laugh and lit up when he saw Sharp, who was anything but eager to see him.

"Sharpy! Did you miss me?" he laughed

Sharp remained unfazed as he scowled at the clown, "That's warden Sharp to you."

Joker seemed amused at his response, "I'll take that as a no."

The warden said nothing. Jeremiah watched him from behind, "He'll need medical attention."

His green eyes landed on Boles and he grinned even wider, taking a long step towards him before being pulled back a bit, "Frankie! How's the wife and kids?" he asked mockingly

Boles glared at him and stepped forward, grabbing his collar and pulling the Joker close, "Shut it clown, a lot of people here really wanna talk to you," he started

Sofia raised a brow, what is that supposed to mean?

She was shocked at Boles' sudden splurge of confidence he was displaying. Did he know who he was talking to? But when Boles stepped forward, he revealed Sofia's small form just behind him. She lightly jumped, realizing she was on her tip toes trying to watch and quickly backed down when his eyes spotted her. The Joker's demeanor drastically changed.

His eyes grew dark and cold, he slowly looked back to Boles with a smile, "Oh Frankie, you should really learn to keep that fat mouth of yours shut," he then frowned, "It'll get you into trouble."

Boles slightly loosened his grip and knew the Joker was pissed. He looked to the other guards standing behind Sofia, he nudged his head, "Get her out of here."

They nodded and ushered her down a separate direction. Sofia didn't look but knew the Joker's eyes were watching her every move. To her surprise the Joker didn't say anything else, she half expected him to spit out an insult about seeing her before this or make fun of her, but he didn't. He only stared at her, and she didn't like it.

Staff pulled over transportation with synthetic straps for the Joker.

Joker rolled his eyes, "Really, I don't mind walking," he hissed

Guards slammed him against the restraints and tightly strapped him in. Sofia turned her head to hear Sharp's last words before the metal doors closed.

"Get this filthy degenerate out of here."

The guards made Sofia walk down a long tunnel with windows that looked out to the island. She spotted a large black vehicle driving off into the distance. Sofia's eyes widened when she realized it was the bat mobile. Well, clearly, who else would be smart enough to catch the Joker and bring him all the way from Gotham onto the island unharmed. She tripped when a guard shoved her into the open metal doors. This was the penitentiary area; this part was specifically for the crazier more delusional patients. Not too dangerous, but enough keep them behind bulletproof glass.

There was a large watchtower within the already enormous room. One patient looked at her and started screaming and slamming his fists against the glass.

"Twin!"

"Twin!"

The guard aside of her looked up to the watch tower and nodded, Sofia glanced up to see Arkham guards standing above in the control room. One nodded back and looked down at something on the counter, reaching over for something she couldn't see.

Suddenly a powerful sound of electricity was heard and the patient jerked his body back after slamming his fists against the glass one last time. He bounced back and fell to the ground, motionless. Sofia took a breath and watched the man on the ground.

"Patient down!" The guard called out nonchalantly and pressed Sofia further

Sofia looked ahead of her as they ushered her down another hall. This area of the building was much quieter, the rooms were even larger and had cell doors instead of glass. She felt slight relief when the guard stopped and searched for the keys to a cell room that wasn't next to any cells currently occupied.

He opened the somewhat rusted door and turned to her, unlocking the cuffs, "Get in," he ordered

Sofia stared at him before walking inside the room, she then felt a hand grab her shoulder and roughly turn her around. He observed her while his eyes fell to the locket around her neck. He pulled a hand up and reached for it. Sofia rapidly pulled away and clasped her necklace.

A staff member walked inside, "Ma'am, we cannot allow patients to have any personal items with them as it might cause possible harm to either the patient or staff," she explained

Sofia narrowed her eyes, ma'am, she hated that, it made her feel old. "Harm to myself? It's a necklace. And extremely important to me."

The guard was becoming impatient. The female staff member lifted her hand, "We'll take safe care of it."

Sofia clenched the necklace tighter, "I can't do that."

The guard grunted and stepped forward, gripping Sofia's shoulder with one hand and pulling the necklace with the other. Sofia grabbed at his arm and growled, kicking him in the groin. The guard hissed in pain and looked up to slap her in the face, sending her falling on the cot in her cell. Arkham staff rushed to her and restrained her to the bed, she furrowed her brows and punched one of the women in the face when they tired to hold her down.

"What the hell is wrong with you people?!" she hissed

The guard stood up and scowled at Sofia, reaching over for her locket and ripping it off her neck. The metal chain snapping apart. Sofia's eyes widened, that was the only reminder of her past that she had. The only memory of her brother, and it was in this asshole's hands.

"No!" she shouted, trying to sit up. But the staff held her down and strapped her to the bed. She desperately tried to get free. Something in her snapping at the sight of her brother's locket being taken away.

He held his groin in pain, "Knock the bitch out," he ordered, turning and stepping out of the room.

Sofia saw the staff member pull out a needle and unclip the top, she struggled against the restraints, but nothing budged. She winced when she felt the needle pierce her skin. She could feel the liquid of whatever was in the syringe shoot through her veins. Sofia shut her eyes and shook her head, looking down to see clouded silhouettes of the staff and guards standing over her.

Her eyes were getting heavier and she couldn't fight the drowsiness she was feeling. The light to her cell got darker as the cell door shut as did her eyes, until complete darkness took over.