I screamed, unable to hold it back anymore. The electricity spiraled through my body at 120 volts. The Pacification center was my least favorite. I'd been here for nearly two weeks now. There was no sign of me being rescued. Somehow this didn't surprise me. Harley yelled at me to scream louder because she loved the way it sounded and Joker proceeded to send a higher voltage through my body. Sending my body into convulses and screams of agony. Harley cackled with laughter.
"Oh you have such a way with children" Harley said. Through the phase of electricity I watched her kiss him on the cheek, her leg bent up as she did so.
I moaned when the electricity let up a bit.
Joker walked away from the control panel, "Harley, be at the ready in case we need more"
She skipped to the panel and 'accidently' hit the button. I yelled in pain as shots went through my body from the metal around me.
"HARLEY!" Joker yelled.
She giggled, "Oops". She released the button.
"Listen…Maddie. We only want his identity. Surely you know it by now." The Joker said. "Once they get to know someone, usually they confide in them. He must have told you something."
I looked away.
"Oh! He did!" Joker laughed. "Oh I love it; he trusts you!"
The maniac grabbed my face with a white painted hand. He gripped me so tight I thought my jaw would crack.
"Tell me" he said. He didn't yell and he didn't hurt me, but the low tone of his voice sent fear hurtling through my bones.
"I'm not gonna tell you shit" I spat. I was answered with a slap across the face.
"Looks like we have to teach you some manners. Or maybe a lesson." Joker said, unhooking the straps that held me to the stretcher. "Again"
I collapsed to the floor once the last strap was removed and fell on my broken arm. "Ow" I said.
That's when the first kick came. Strait to my ribs, probably cracking three of them, it landed home with a solid crack. I moaned.
The Joker giggled a little. He kicked me again and I suppressed another moan. I could take this though. The solid pain, I could get through. That's when he stomped on my leg and I heard something crack in my shin. I screamed.
"Surely you don't intend on letting this go on for too much longer? If he was going to rescue you, don't you think he would have done it by now?" the clown said.
In my head I said, 'yes', but of course I said, "It doesn't matter if I'm saved or not. You'll have to break every bone in my body and kill me before you get one peak inside my brain"
"That can be easily arranged"
I almost cracked when he picked me up and slammed me back onto the stretcher, strapping me in.