We enter the dilapidated confines of Eggerton and my skin begins to crawl. It reminds my of Alleytown. The place reeks of EVIL!
Ivy and I make our way past the gate keeper a walk in the park. No men can resist her wiles, but the matronly warden inside sat oblivious to her charms. I shift my my briefcase and give my best Oscar winning debut demanding to see our convict. She doesnt budge. I tell her she will be working in the cafeteria slopping potatoes in plastic trays in the morning while dropping every name I know with emphasis. She doesn't cave. I tap my non-existant watch on my left arm then pivot to leave when she buys it.
We enter another hallway and are met by a smiling,burley bouncer of a guard. He ushers us as he eyes us up and down focusing on certain parts . We pass through a steel door that sounds with a buzz. I eye his arm outstretched in a fake welcome. My eye zero's on on his tatoo a grim reaper with red eyes glaring. I wanted to shred it off his beefy arms but it might be fake like his persona so I shove past him.
A second guard sits at the end of a long hallway behind a gate and opens it when the buzzer chimes. He is slender, and nervous. He touches his shoulder and misses his walkie then tries again saying to bring in inmate 734 into the holding cell. I notice his fingers shake as he releases the button. A loud squawk announces her arrival . Two guards accompany her down a corridor facing us. She looks wild like a banshee with her hair in every direction and body contorted as she scoots across the floor. Her shackles scrape the cold concrete sounding like a knife blade carving into bone. I try to see her face but she is slumped and her hair is enveloped it in a shadow. One of the guards stops and says "Don't look her in the eye, not even her face!"
How bad can it be? I wonder.
My adrenaline starts kicking in as the final gate slides open separating us by only a few feet. I couldn't believe we are face to face with The Joker's mother!