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Joker POV
The warehouse was bustling with activity as people in clown masks raced about reinforcing everything they could, but most of the activity was centered around a room that was being built in a corner, the fresh concrete poured into walls, and in those walls heavy iron shackles were set.
The Joker smirked, soon very soon it would be ready. Everything was falling into place as if the gods themselves were helping him, He stood up and swept his purple jacket off the arm of the chair he had been sitting on and put it on, letting out a hysterical giggle that echoed eerily off the walls.
Five days later
Len POV
She sighed happily and snuggled deeper into the huge, cozy armchair in the library. The last few days had been nice. She felt healthier and stronger than she had in years. Mr. Wayne and Alfred had been very nice to her and in an hour or so they were going to see Commissioner Gordon. She hefted the huge book in her hands and opened it to the first page, and soon she was lost in the story, completely oblivious of everything around her.
An Hour Later
She, Mr. Wayne, and Gordon were sitting in a spacious room which she vaguely recognized as Gordon's office. Gordon was making small talk and she was completely ignoring them, instead fascinated by the small fish tank on the desk.
Gordon POV
It was astonishing really, how much she had changed from the exhausted, sickly, and starving girl who had fallen asleep in a chair. This version of her was alert, and the sickly glow had vanished. All that remained of the exhaustion was dark shadows under her eyes. She seemed entranced by his fish and reflected that she had probably not seen them before. Her hair had been combed and her clothes washed, if he had to compare the two versions, it would be almost impossible to believe that they were the same person.
He jumped as the phone on his desk rang, with a soft grumble about not being disturbed he picked it up "Hello?"
"sorry to bother you sir but we have a bit of a situation down at the Arkham Asylum"
"What sort of situation?"
"BOOOM. uh, as in all the patients going nuts, someone blew a hole in the wall and their overrunning the plac-"the phone cut off as a cry of pain filtered through the receiver, as well as shouts and screams in the background.
Setting the phone down, Gordon smiled a bit shakily at Mr. Wayne and Len, who was finally giving him her full attention "I'm Sorry but I'm afraid this will have to wait until later, I'm needed at Arkham." he moved out of his office, only pausing to grab his jacket and to ask his assistant to show his guests out if they needed it. Then, gathering a few officers who weren't doing anything, he quickly got into a squad car, then he and the officers sped off toward the Asylum.
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