I Do not own any of the Batman characters The only person I own is the Doctor. So please don't call your Lawyers.
June-13-1998
Today is my first day at Arkham. Having a four-year internship at Horrid Mental Institution really paid off. Working at the infamous Arkham Asylum for my first year as being a hand on Psychiatrist. I dreamt of this day when I was five years old. Dealing With deranged Criminals. What A life. I'll admit I was terrified but having Joan Leland as my guide and second cousin, I got use to things. We walked down the corridor seeing interesting Characters. A man with two faces, a very pale green woman with red hair, a tall man with a scary looking puppet in his right hand, and a loony cartoony
Looking blonde with blue, eyed women playing with a doll like clown.
The person Remember the most was a Chalky white man with emerald green hair and a huge grin. I was too afraid to look at him. He reminds me of Pennywise, from the movie it, with out the bald spot. He gave me chills down my spine. I guess he can smell fear cause he walked towards the glass and said, " Boo". That done it for me. I ran all the way down the hall where Leland office was. When I mean ran, I men Like I was a Track Star. I told her what happened. She gave out a small giggle then cleared her throat. She told me that He's a mass murderer and a homicidal maniac.
I was in shock. I could understand the rest of the crazies in their but this man need the chair. Joan didn't want to discuss about the man anymore and gave me a file. I opened it and There was a picture of a young girl in the mug shot with pigtails and her tongue Sticking out. I gave Joan a YOU GOT TO BE KIDDING Look. She simply nodded and Told me her name is Harleen Quinzel. I Laughed cause the name was so close to Harley Quinn. I looked at her profile and it says just that. I walked out of the office and went towards my new office that's just down the hall by the Cells. My room is to close to that maniac.