My fight or flight instincts were emerging as the large man placed a gentle hand on my arm. "Come on…let's sit down…" He gently led me to the library and encouraged me to sit on the same chair as last night. A small part of my mind smiled at the pleasant memory, but it was quickly quashed as my current company sat in the chair opposite of mine. He took another deep breath and leaned forward toward me. "The boss told me that you might go snooping while he was gone." This statement made me self-conscious and a bit intimidated by Oswald's observational skills. "He asked me to fill you in if he wasn't around. You see…that was an old mummified head that the boss' old man had in his collection. It was…starting to go bad, you see."

I could tell that it was complete bull that this man was giving me. The stench was too strong for it to be a mummified anything, let alone a head. But I didn't blame Gabe for lying to me, he was just following orders. So, I decided to pretend that this answer was enough to satisfy me by flashing a relieved smile and placing a hand over my heart. He, in turn, smiled at me and gave me an encouraging tap on my shoulder when he stood up. "You are a good girl, you know that? All the boys and I love ya, you know?" I looked up at him and his eyes were sincere. Gabe then left me alone in the library to reflect on my situation once more.

That phrase, 'good girl' struck me with nostalgia. When hearing it again in my mind, it wasn't Gabe saying it; it was the man from my nightmare, laughing at me. This renewed my resolution that I needed to get answers. I have to get to Arkham… Inspiration suddenly struck me and I ran to get a pen and notepad from my nightstand.

Half an hour later

"You sure about this Ms. J?" Gabe asked me as he put the car in park outside Arkham Asylum. The large building didn't give me any sense of nostalgia, further confusing me. I knew that Dr. Strange worked at both Arkham Asylum and Indian Hill, so why didn't I remember coming to this place? It doesn't matter, it's a place to start. I nodded to Gabe, and fortunately, we didn't see Oswald or Butch. I knew that I had to hurry to avoid running into them, so I got out of the car and walked toward the building with the large man right behind me. The front desk worker was told by Gabe that we were there to see Edward Nygma. To which she said, "That's strange, there's already someone here for him. You'll have to wait till they're done, only one visitor allowed at a time." This was perfect for my plan, so I nodded in agreement; causing the worker to look at me with a scrutinizing glare. But it was short lived, because she got back to typing on her computer.

I went to sit in one of the chairs lining the wall of the large room. As I sat for a moment, I examined my surroundings. The building was obviously very old and worn down with years of neglect. The walls, floor, and the furniture were filthy, and the equipment seemed to barely be held together. But the one thing in the place that was functioning properly were the gates that separated the general populous from the inmates. A few moments passed and I overheard a radio with a man's voice saying, "Okay, Nygma's visitor is on his way out…" Now's my chance… I covered my mouth with my hand and used my voice to simulate the voice continuing, "Go ahead and send the next one in…" Much like a ventriloquist, the voice was thrown to the radio, completing the illusion. The desk clerk gave a strange look, but shrugged her shoulders as she pressed a button, opening the gate. "Alright, you can go now. Take a left through the gate, then go to the end of the hall and take a right. From there take another right and there will be another gate, the guard will meet you there and accompany you to the inmate. Please do not wander the corridors, please do not provoke the inmates; do you understand?" Despite me nodding, she didn't even look at me to confirm it. Instead she waved her hand in dismissal and we walked through the gate.

I knew that I had to act fast in order to avoid seeing Oswald in the hallway. As our steps moved through the corridor, I could hear the screams and mutterings of the inmates all around us. I heard some jeering and catcalling as well, making me shutter. We reached the end of the hall, and I bent over suddenly, causing Gabe to stop. "Hey?" he said in concern, "Hey, Ms. J? You alright?" I put my hand over my mouth to act like I was going to be sick. "Oh God! Where's the bathroom?!" he yelled. When he didn't get an answer, he cursed under his breath. "Stay here Ms. J…I'm going to find out where the bathroom is, okay?" He walked quickly away from me toward where the guard was supposed to be. Now's my chance… I thought, and I quickly ran down the opposite direction from Gabe.

As I ran, the inmates' commotion increased, causing their noise to cover my footsteps. I turned a corner and saw another hallway, but there was a frame on the wall showing a floor plan. While examining it, I saw the maze-like layout of the floor that we were on, and suddenly I saw what looked to be an independent room that was fairly larger and memorized the route quickly as I heard "Ms. J?! Ms. J?! Where did you go?!" My feet ran and soon enough I found the room, there was a desk in the middle of the office that caused me to gasp with recognition. I suddenly remembered sitting in the chair in front of Dr. Strange as he spoke to me. Then, the feeling of a long needle in my neck was felt as I wept. Returning to the present, I rushed to the desk and started searching through folders. I knew that I was running out of time and getting more frustrated the longer I looked. My anger came out all at once and I slammed my fists on the desk, causing a small click to sound.

This caused me to pause, and I found the source of the noise. There was a small compartment that had opened under the desk, causing a small drawer to open. My hand pulled it out and there was a small tape labeled, "Felicity James – Subject 0581". Elation swept through me as I picked up the tape and placed it in my purse. I quickly closed the compartment and returned the files on the desk. Now to get back… I poked my head out through the opening to see if the coast was clear. I heard more commotion and Gabe's voice, as well as Oswald's calling out to me. If I can get to the bathroom, I'll be able to get out of trouble. Fortunately, I also made mental note of the location of the restrooms on the floor plan, so I was able to find my way. But I heard someone in the hallway that I was headed to, blocking my path. I hid around the corner and peeked quickly to assess who it was. It was a guard with a radio on his belt. Perfect…I said to myself as I hid again. "I found her!" I used my voice to say from the radio, "She's on the south hallway, over." I heard the guard say to himself, "Over? What is this an old war movie?" This caused me to curse myself for making that mistake, but fortunately he still left my path and I was able to get to the women's bathroom.

It worked! I can't believe it worked! I said to myself as I used the sink to rub water on my face. I had to make myself calm down and not smile for a moment. Once I was able to control my face, I took a deep breath and opened the door. It took me a few moments to find that same guard, and I was able to convince him by my body language that I had just been sick. He took the radio and said, "Hey, I found her. She wasn't in the south hallway, Artie! She was in the bathroom. How about you get your eyes checked!" The man on the radio responded, "What the hell are you talking about? I didn't say nothing about the south hallway!" "Whatever," the guard responded, "I'm bringing her to the lobby. Tell the other visitors to meet her there." "Roger that…" This response caused the guard to roll his eyes and he used his hand to hold my arm, accompanying me back the way I came. We reached the last long hallway and I saw Gabe, Butch, and Oswald as they were arguing back and forth. Once we got through the gate, it slammed behind us and caused the men to stop and look at me.

"Fee! What are you doing here!?" Oswald said as he hobbled to me quickly. He placed his gloved hands on my arms and held them firmly as his face came close to mine. His voice was firm and his frown was severe as he lectured, "I told you to stay at home, didn't I? It's not safe here!" I allowed my previous discovery and the intensity of Oswald's anger take over my emotions and tears began to fall down my face. This caused him to freeze and release me. I lowered my head to hide the emotion and to break our eye contact. His touch was again on my arms, but this time more gently. "Fee….don't cry….I'm sorry…you just scared me…" I felt his gloved hands cup my face, bringing it back to eye contact level and he used his thumbs to wipe the tears away from my cheeks.

"Come here…" he whispered as he embraced me. His cologne filled my nostrils and his warmth permeated me. But a chill couldn't quite be quenched, that of doubt. What is he hiding? I asked myself as I felt his hand pet my head as he shushed. After a moment, he released me and said, "Let's talk about this at home, okay?" I nodded and he kissed my cheek. He turned to the other men and said, "Let's go." We left the building and I took a moment to look behind me. In one of the windows, I saw a familiar face looking at me. It was the bespectacled man from before, his tall stature framed by the window. I quickly looked away from him and hoped that he didn't recognize me. If he tells Oswald before I regain my memories, who knows what'll happen. Especially after my discovery…