I had been standing in complete silence for what felt like hours. Alright, this is getting a little ridiculous. I took a shaky step forward, my arms stretched out in front of me. Curiosity surged through me with every step, the pitch black had began to bore me. My foot caught on something and I wobbled dangerously. Something metal was on the ground. I bent over slowly and groped for the object. I ran my hand over the item hesitantly. It felt like a crowbar. I pulled it up and slid it from one hand to another. What the hell was I supposed to do with a crowbar? This whole situation was beginning to piss me off. I sighed. I waved the crowbar out in front of me as I walked. I didn't feel like gaining anymore bruises at the moment.
"The first moment of truth has arrived, baby cakes." I gripped my chest as my heart pumped viciously. The Joker's voice had intruded the silence rudely and scared the shit out of me. "You mind?" I replied grumpily. He giggled. "Emotions are already returning! That's great progress!" I twirled the crowbar a few times, waiting for him to continue. "Take seven steps to your left." I gripped the crowbar and followed his instruction. I stopped on my seventh step. "Ohhhh, you listened. Bad choice." Suddenly numerous strobe lights began to go off. The dogs were in an uproar. I spotted a silver table way off to my right. Several things were laid on the top. "The dogs will be released in…..three…" My head snapped to the dogs in horror. The strobe lights creating a hideous scene of jumping pit bulls straining against their restraints, drool flying in all directions. "Two." I shot from my standing position like a bullet. I raced towards the table. The crowbar flung out of my hand from my running pace. "One." The Joker cackled.
A loud beep sounded throughout the warehouse and the dogs jerked forward. Six pit bulls were racing towards me, teeth gnashing. I practically tipped the table when I reached it. The strobe lights made it hard to identify the various weapons but I managed to pick out a set of brass spiked knuckles. Things were about to get brutal. I shoved them onto my hands. The first dog reached me seconds later. I swung down as hard as I could, dealing a fatal blow to the top of it's skull. Blood sprayed upwards and splattered my face. The Joker shrieked giddily. Another dog rounded to my side and lunged. I spun around and hit the side of it's face. Both of our weapons ripping into each other. The dog's teeth puncturing the side of my hand while my brass knuckles impaled it's jaw. A hideous whimper erupted from the dog as it flew back wards, taking a piece of my flesh with it. I cried out suddenly as a dog latched onto my right shin. It's teeth digging into the muscle. "DAMN!" I screamed as it began to gnaw my flesh. I punched down barbarously and felt the dog's neck snap underneath the force. Three down. I was panting as much as the dogs. Adrenaline coursed through me insanely. The remaining three beasts circled me slowly. They had acknowledged the death of the others and were making a team effort. I groaned as they charged all at once.
I did my best to dodge and managed to avoid one set of razor sharp teeth. The amount adrenaline flowing through me sped my reaction time up. I whipped around and slammed two of dogs together. A set of painful howls pierced the air. They both fell to the ground broken. The last dog stood across from me, it's chest heaving with it's every breath. My air intake was similar. I bit my lip in apprehension. "Come on, puppy." I growled. We circled each other cautiously. It was human against beast. I let out a savage battle cry and charged the dog. It ducked stupidly and fell victim to my punch. It's spine cracking loudly. "Bravo! Bravo!" The Joker cried childishly. I stood there, my head drooping. My injured leg shook violently. I let the knuckles slip from my hands and clang to the ground. "Well, wasn't that just peachy?" He squealed. I sniffed a few times, a river of tears streamed down my cheeks. They weren't tears of pain, they were tears of anger. "WHEN I GET OUT OF HERE I'M GOING TO FUCKING KILL YOU!" I screamed. "Ohhhhh, so so touchy." He replied tauntingly. I wiped my tears away along with the dog's blood. I clenched my jaw and hobbled away from the corpses. I dragged my right leg with all the energy I had left. "Well, good job. That was really fun! You get a nice long rest. There's a first aid kit in there…..somewhere." The Joker laughed crazily and then cut off the audio. The strobe lights slowly flickered off. I lowered myself to the ground carefully. "Bastard." I grumbled while leaning against a wall. My eyes burned with sleepiness. I didn't think I'd ever been that exhausted. I nursed my shredded and swelling hand against my chest. Luckily both my wounds had stopped bleeding. I clenched my good fist as I lost consciousness. My hand cracked loudly. The click of bone echoing around the structure. This one much less hideous then the dog's parting sounds.