It didn't take long for Roselyn to completely transfer over to the asylum since she knew about everything. She didn't fight her fate and she didn't make a fuss when she was asked to put on an orange jumpsuit which, of course, was too big for her. Arkham Asylum housed adults and she figured she was the only child admitted. Therefore, only adult jumpsuits were available despite knowing she'd be joining them full time for a while now.
Roselyn looked down at Dr. Leland, the head doctor at the asylum, who was on the floor cuffing Roselyn's pants so she wouldn't trip over them. Dr. Klein was there, but she was afraid to get that close to Roselyn. After all, she could lash out at her at any moment and being below the girl in a vulnerable position could be fatal. The eleven year old would have laughed at the thought. At least Dr. Leland had rolled her eyes and didn't make a fuss about it. She didn't even flinch. The head doctor rolled up her sleeves and promised they'd get something to fit her by the end of the week before she left to do whatever it was she did.
Roselyn was led to her cell where she put her things. She wasn't surprised when she saw they issued her one blanket on a bed that was probably as hard as the floor. She decided not to complain since she was at least up and off the ground at this place. "I know it isn't much," Dr. Klein told her. "But you'll really only be sleeping in here. You'll be in the rec room most of the time." She stepped inside and noticed a door that led to a small bathroom which only contained a toilet. It wasn't the best accommodations, but it would do. It wasn't like she needed much space.
The girl was led into the recreation room where there were a couple of tables and chairs along with a couch and television. She noticed the windows were large and the sun spilled into the room making the bland room brighter than it needed to be. The windows had strong steel bars on them so that patients couldn't break the window and leap out. She wasn't impressed with anything there, but she wouldn't be around kids who seemed to be worse than the adults; at least adults knew how to pretend.
"And there are a few things just for you," Dr. Klein informed. "There are a couple of coloring books and a new pack of crayons!" she said too excitedly and tried to get Roselyn to smile. It didn't work. "Can you read, Roselyn? There's a book of fairytales here for you, too. And you can watch TV whenever you want. Doesn't that sound fun?"
Roselyn's days at Arkham began. She'd wake up at eight in the morning and be led to the cafeteria where she'd eat. In the beginning, she was surprised that they'd leave her alone with the other inmates. Needless to say, she was scared at first. However, she soon realized these patients were harmless and tended to have other people directly supervising them. Most of these patients had physical disabilities along with their intellectual disabilities so they couldn't really harm Roselyn even if they tried. Overall, she was grateful the food was a little bit better than the orphanage.
Next, she'd take a shower when nobody else was there so she'd have some privacy. She was glad Dr. Leland made these arrangements since she'd feel uncomfortable with naked adults surrounding her. The showers were set up next to each other and there wasn't any privacy such as a shower curtain.
After that, she'd spend a majority of her day in the rec room. It didn't take her long to get through the book left for her. She did discover that original fairytales were much darker than the ones she'd overhear at many of the orphanages and foster homes she had stayed in. She did find coloring relaxing and requested for more coloring books since she'd finish the next one within the next week. She was happy to find a new coloring book, jumbo in size this time, with a new pack of crayons. They'd deliver her lunch to her in this room and she'd watch TV as she ate. She found cartoons to be among her favorite shows.
Then, Roselyn would leave from three to five in the afternoon. This was when the worst of the worst came into the rec room. She'd see a couple of the janitors come in and pull shades over the windows which were locked in place. No sunlight penetrated the black shades and the cheerful room would become a little bit scary. Dr. Klein would come get her and she'd have her therapy session for those two hours. It wasn't very productive since she didn't trust Dr. Klein and the woman wasn't really interested in her. She'd ask her one question and then let Roselyn draw pictures to pass the time in an extra notebook the doctor never used. She'd eat dinner after that with the same people she'd eat breakfast with.
Then it would be more time in the rec room before bed. There had been a few times where Dr. Klein forgot about her, but she didn't mind sleeping on the couch with the TV on. Overall, she felt much better off in the asylum than hopping around from foster homes and orphanages across the US. She had never been in one place for so long.
Roselyn hadn't come across Poison Ivy again or any of the major villains of Gotham due to Dr. Leland having her on such a strict schedule so they never crossed paths. However, that would change when one winter day, Dr. Klein forgot to get her fifteen minutes before three and left her in the rec room.
This is more of a set-up chapter for chapter 5. Then things start to get exciting!