"You know it's rude to push people right?" Danielle ask the guards grimacing, her arms were aching from the pulling that the leading guard did. Her cell for a lack of better word was small and dirty. Old stains of various kinds littereated the floor, she wasn't sure if they had ever cleaned it. There was a bed, a small one with one thin pillow. She couldn't see a blanket so she would have to use the stained grey sheets to keep herself warm. The thick stone walls didn't' look like they would keep out the cold more than an umbrella full of holes would keep you dry. Danielle didn't know what she expected it to be to be honest, even though Arkham got a lot of media attention, footage and pictures from the inside had never been released. There were stories, of course, some said that if walked by the asylum you could hear the prisoners scream in pain and terror, and some say that you couldn't hear anything no matter how close you got. If it wasn't for the fact that she had been admitted to the hospital she wouldn't even know if the had a cell or if they were strapped down to a table 24/7 like they were in the movies. Luckily for her she did get a cell of her own, and a bed, and there was plenty of space between her cell and the others. One side of the wall, the one facing the other side of the corridor with cells, was barred with rusting silver bars and the wall that separates her from her neighbour was made of a thick concrete. There seemed to be a no contact policy going on in here, did they think she was going to reach inside the other cell and tear their throat out? Or that she would somehow manage to sleep with them and spread diseases? They had some serious trust issues going on in here, she had to give it to them though, they were trying to keep a bunch of mad people relatively safe. From each other at least.

"Yeah, and you murdered two" Sneers one of them, the one who had dragged her inside the cursed cell.

"They deserved it" Danielle sneer right back before spitting on the ground, just in front of the guard's shoe.. "I'd do it all again if I could." The guard didn't bother respond or rather he was fuming and was being dragged away by his friend.

Danielle walked over to her bed and sat down putting her head on her palm, leaving her hair to pummel around to shield her from the others.

Her mom had just left the apartment to go buy some more milk, she had left Robert II and his friend with her. Her half siblings were back home in Sweden with their dad, Robert I.

It was a very tense awkward feeling in the room, Danielle hated Robert and he her. They used to argue all the time before her mom decided to send her away. Danielle could feel the anger, rage and betrayal bubbling under the surface. The girl had always had anger issues or rather issues with feelings in general.

"Why did you come here?" She growl out glaring at the man sitting on the couch opposite of her.

"To visit you of course" He reply giving her a small smile.

"Bullshit, I don't like you and you don't like me" She retort hotly.

"Your mom asked me to come" He give in, the smile long gone from his face.

"Really?" Danielle ask him.

"Yes"

"Liar" She yell at him rising to her feet. "She knows I don't want you here"

"She practically begged me to come, right after I fucked her brains out she began pestering me about the trip" He laugh out at her.

"Don't talk about her like that" Danielle bark out, the rage and madness bubbling out.

"I'll talk her however I want, did you know that she moans like crazy when you do it from behind" He grin at her, enjoying her disgust.

Danielle cast him a grin before walking over to her kitchen. "I've got a surprise for you" She grab a big knife, hiding it behind her back before walking over to where he was.

"Do you want my surprise?" She ask him biting her lip.

"Sure" He shrug.

Danielle slowly sit down on his lap facing him, putting one of her hands on his cheek slowly stroking it. " Do you still want it?" She ask again.

"Yes" He say breathless.

She begin grinding slowly on his lap, she felt disgusted but soon she wouldn't ever have to see him again and her mom could finally be free. Danielle wished that she could be free too but she was too damaged for that.

"Do you like that?" She fake moan looking at him through hooded eyes, she could feel the adrenaline flowing through her. He nod slowly with his head thrown back and his hands on her hips. Danielle look at the man beside them giving him a sultry smile and grab one of his hands to bring him closer.

This was it, she whispered to herself. It's showtime. She slowly bring the knife from behind her back and before the men see it she quickly slit both their throats in a single stroke.

"You're welcome" She tell him glaring into his fading eyes. Both the men were gurgling bloody messes as they tried to stop the bleeding by holding their hands around their throat. She hop off Robert's lap dusting herself up and she drag the men off of her couch before they can stain it too much.

Humming to herself she walk away from the men and into her kitchen. Slightly dragging her feet on the carpet she bring out an axe she just randomly had. This wasn't her first rodeo but it was the first that she was going to get caught. She wanted the world to know she did this, she wanted the world to know what a fucked up man he was, she would expose his rotten soul to the world.

Dropping the axe beside Robert she take her phone out of her pocket and dial 911.

"911, what's your emergency?"

"I just killed two men, do you think you could make it her in 15 minutes maybe?" She ask the person on the phone. 15 minutes would give her enough time to chop Robert up and at least try to get the stains out of the carpet.

"Ma'am? Ma'am?" The woman on the phone repeatedly ask and Danielle quickly end the call. They'd come soon enough.

She was never meant for a normal life, this just showed that. Her first stepfather had made sure that she'd never be able to live a normal life, he was her first kill.

Positioning the axe at his right shoulder Danielle swiftly bring it down.

"Små grodorna, små grodorna är lustiga att se" She mutter/sing as she try again to sever the limb.

"Små grodorna, små grodorna är lustiga att se" She continue, doing a little spin as she throw the arm a meter or so away from the body.

"Ej öron, ej öron, ej svansar hava de" She position the axe at the other arm.

"Ej öron, ej öron, ej svansar hava de" She throw that arm away in the growing pile.

"Ko-ack-ack-ack, Ko-ack-ack-ack" She mutter this time, her focus on one of his legs.

"Ko-ack-ack-ack, Ko-ack-ack-ack" She mock as she step away from his body and admiring her work.

"Ej armar, ej armar, ej ben hava han" She sing before chuckling.

Danielle knock on the concrete wall and a knock quickly come back. She knock twice this time and two knocks come back.

"Hi" She greet, talking through the wall not entirely sure the other person could hear her.

"Hello" A male voice answer her.

"What's your name?" She ask him, she might as well get some friends while she's in here.

" Carl, you're Danielle right?" He reply.

"Yes"

Translation for the song:

The small frogs, the small frogs are funny to see. The small frogs, the small frogs are funny to see.

No ears, no ears, no tails have they.

No ears, no ears, no tails have they.

Quack quack quack, quack quack quack,

Quack quack quack quacka.

No arms, no arms, no legs do he have (Not part of real song)

Fun fact:

This song is a song traditionally sung and danced in Sweden during holidays like christmas and midsummer but the melody originates from a song called the onion song. It's a french song that people sung during the french rebellion, though our song is inspired by the mocking version of it that was made by the British. The British changed the onion song to a demeaning ironic lyrics, for example in step, camrade became in step, little frogs.