Chapter 7! wow, I'm on a roll!

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Chapter 7

KylePOV

I gulped as Joker straightened his bow tie. The camera light flashed and the camera trained on him, he cleared his throat and began with a big grin.

"Helloooo Gotham! We interrupt whatever boring show you were watching to bring you a special broadcast of JOKER's JEOPARDY!" the applause machine went off somewhere. "And tonight's special contestant..." He said, stretching his arm in a grand fashion towards me. The camera followed and I tried harder then ever to get out of my restraints. "Kyle Wayne!"

"Alright brain." I thought in a slight panic. "Anytime you wanna let me wake up. Go for it. Actually, now would be nice." Nothing from my mind decided to help me out.

Joker stepped behind his podium and held out some cards. "Alright Kyle, I'm going to explained the rules. All you have to do is answer the questions that I picked out. Simple as that." he said with a smile.

"Nothing is ever simple with you." I said, thankful that my voice didn't crack.

"Very perceptive. Actually, there is a slight catch." he said, snapping his fingers. Down from the ceiling came a bomb with a painted smile on that said, 'bombs away'."You see Kyle, every time you get an answer wrong, the bomb will automatically count up. And once it hits ten. Bye bye." he laughed. I gulped. "Or." he said.

"Or?" I asked.

"Or, you're loving uncle could just pay your way out of this little mess. But if he doesn't get at least 10k to me by the time you fail to answer ten questions, bye bye."

"Has anyone ever told you that you're completely insane?" I yelled at him. Joker got that evil glint in his eye, and I immediately knew I had gone a wee to far.

"Yes, well, let's begin." A screen appeared behind him and showed the question. "Which metal is heavier, gold or silver?"

I racked my brain to try and remember chem class. "Uh, gold." I guessed and looked at the bomb. It didn't go off, but a bell did.

"Correct!" He said, almost proudly. I sighed in relief.

Only ten questions. That's all it took to say goodbye to my life.

Not the most reassuring thing in the world.

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NoOnePOV

Batman and Robin were in the Bat Cave, trying to track down the Kyle, along with the Joker. They were an hour in.

"Who know's where they could be." Batman muttered to himself.

"Master Bruce." Alfred called from the top of the stairs. "You might want to see this."

The two caped crusaders rushed up to the living room, where Alfred was waiting, remote in hand.

"Very perceptive. Actually, there is a slight catch." The Joker said on the tv.

"Alfred, when did this come on?" Batman asked.

"About five minutes ago sir."

"Has anyone ever told you that you're completely insane!" Kyle yelled on screen, pulling against her restraints.

"He had to of blocked out the rest of the tv signals. So all we have to do is hack into the Gotham broadcasting system and see where he's broadcasting from." Batman said, rubbing his chin, running back to the mega computer and typing a hacking code. After ten minutes of hacking, Batman slapped the table. "Got it!" he shouted. "He's broadcasting from the old jail a little ways past Mount Gotham."

"Figures," Robin muttered."Let's go." He said, running toward the Batmobile. Batman ran after and they took off..

KylePOV

"Next question,after eating, do frogs have to wait an hour before swimming?" Joker asked.

"What kind of question is that you loon?" I nearly shouted.

"Aw, I'm sorry, that's incorrect." He said in a sympathetic tone as the meter to my demise cranked up to one.

"Next question." he said with a smile. "There are sixty cups on a table, one falls down, how many do you have left?"

"59," I answered.

"Nope," He answered, the meter went up to two.

"What, how is that wrong?" I asked.

"I said, six tea cups, but obviously you thought I said sixty as in six zero." He said. "Moving on!" What is with this, he's giving me impossible questions that have double meanings. Oh Duh, trick questions. Man, I was beginning to think that he's getting his schemes from the Riddler. So I just had to listen to the question carefully and think about it before I answer. Sounds simple right?

Wrong.

"Alright, in a year, some months have thirty days, others have 31, guess which month has 28 days."

I was about to answer April, being leap year and all, but I hesitated. Well, April's got 29 days, and every month has at least 28.

"All months have 28 days." I answered, holding my breathe. Ding, the bell went off, which meant I was right.

"Correct, well aren't you smart?" He said, clapping his hands together."Bonus question: Do you think Batman is on his way here?"

Yes, dear God how much I wanted to answer yes. But I honestly didn't know. He wasn't really my uncle, what connection did he have with me? Other then trying to get me home. Home, if I didn't make it outta here, I'd never see my parents again. Even if they did fight, they really did love each other. And I here I was in Gotham, they're probably worried sick about me.

"I don't know." I answered, swallowing back my tears.

"Aw, does Kyle miss her parents?" He asked, putting on a puppy dog face. I held my tears in. I wouldn't let them fall, I wouldn't give him the pleasure. In the back of my mind, I heard my mom calling my name.

"Kyle, you need to wake up." She said. "If you don't, you're not going to be here.I couldn't bare to lose you Kyle. Please wake up."

Wake up? Wake up from what? Unless...Oh My God, I'm in a coma. That's what the dream was about. I did get hit by the truck. But this all feels so real. There's no way.

Now I just have a question, how do I wake up?

That dear readers, is the huge question.

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