Chpt. 21
The truck led me to an abandoned toy factory. All the clown-faced men opened the back off the truck and pulled out money. They went to the door tapped some sort of code in and the door opened. They walked inside and the door started to shut. I sprinted to the door but the sprint turned into a flight and I made it through the door before it shut. I tried to use my unexplained abilities only if necessary. I didn't know what affect using my abilities would bring me. Plus I wanted people to know that Theresa E. Jenkins was just a reporter not some super powered freak. I followed the sound of the men's footsteps. They entered through a regular door into the main manufacturing room. I stayed behind the door and listened to what was going on.
"Boss we got the loot." one of the men said. Pushing the bags of money towards a figure in the shadows. I couldn't tell who it was.
"Not to shabby, not to shabby indeed." chuckled the man. He had a high and eerie voice.
"What should we do now sir?" the same man from the group asked.
"Rob another bank." The man in the shadows answered. Suddenly he broke into a small snicker, which grew into a chuckle, then the chuckle turned into screeches of laughter.
Oh my gosh why didn't I know. Clown masks, Ice cream truck, toy factory how stupid am I? I knew whom I was dealing with and it made my stomach turn. The Joker. I stepped back and was about to run out the door but I stopped.
He is just like any other low life criminal. I told myself.
"What's so funny? You have us robbing banks. Not doing real work." one of the men shouted. Joker stopped laughing, and pulled out a gun. He pointed it directly at the man who spoke out.
"Whoa Joker I was kidding." the man said slowly stepping backwards.
"So am I." Joker laughed pointing the gun at the mans head. I closed my eyes. I didn't dare to look
"BOOM!" the sound echoed. I slowly opened my eyes. Joker had the gun in his hand but out of it was a flag that read: BANG. I gave a sigh of relief. Again Joker started with the laugh. The exact reason why he scared me more than any villain. You couldn't reason with him. You couldn't sweet talk your way away from him. He was a crazy psychopath that could and would destroy the world with laughter. He finds everything destructive and painful hilarious. I then saw green gas come out of the gun into the shivering man's face.
"Oops did I say I was kidding too. I meant to say that you do as I tell you, remember the reason why I pushed the robbery early. Because I knew you leaked information. Business is business" the man coughed from the gas but then he erupted with laughter.
"HA HA HA! I knew you would understand." Joker laughed along with the man.
"Anyone else think I don't have you doing real work?" Questioned Joker.
"No boss you have us doing real important stuff," mumbled the voices of the men.
I didn't know if I had the guts to face Joker. I tried to tell myself that he was just like any other villain but it was hard. I never liked clowns. (Woo-Woo's 6th birthday explains much.) I felt weight on one of my pressure points on my neck and a half-a-second later my sight went black.