Well…looks like you'll need a new pig Jhonny-boy… one with a louder squeal…

Crane stood up rigidly and observes the body on the floor in disgust.

Arachnophobia, how boring. It would have been kind of her not to gouge herself; blood is very difficult to remove out of carpet…

His eyes glinted darkly at the corpse covered in blood. Her empty eye sockets seemed to weep at him. Intoxicated by the sight he grinned, it was such a low dose too…

When are we getting another little piggy?

Looking over at the mangled corpse Crane began to click his tongue in irritation. Soon enough however, we need to get this…thing out of the office.

Crane despised the Narrows. Pollution and corruption corroded everything in the area. Men with rheumatic eyes stumbled with cheap beers in their hands whistling to the many bucktooth prostitutes to get a bang for their buck. Women sauntered eager to please, they radiated cheapness like a neon light with their tight fitting clothing and scratch marks on their thighs.

Now THIS is a place to have a good time! Scarecrow laughed as gunshots resounded.

Crane heard screaming and sighed, the only thing good about this slum is for my research. This area is saturated in fear.

Scanning the area for any form of life, he began to remove the shrouded body from the trunk of a cheap rental car, which he bought to avoid suspicion. Putting on gloves, he gingerly dragged the body to the lake and watched the body slowly sink to the bottom.

Bye, bye… I guess pigs can't swim Johnny.

Ignoring his counterpart Crane began to adjust his glasses; I need to begin interviewing for her old position soon.

**Wayne University**

Lynda rapped her pen excitedly while listening to her psychology professor Mr. Wyatt. Psychology had always fascinated her, and now at eighteen she was off to college to finally pursue her dreams.

"Now class, next week we are taking are annual trip to Arkham Asylum," Mr. Wyatt instructed with a grin on his face "this is the first time in a decade I have been able to do this, so we are very lucky that the town had finally got crime under control." Kids began to snicker and whisper about Batman to each other as the teacher continued, "This is completely optional and a liability form must be filled out to participate," he began to pink flyers out as he warned, "this is not a safe environment and is full of actual case studies. Anything can happen."

Grabbing the flyer eagerly, Lynda began signing the liability paper immediately watching as the other students looked warily at each other. Looking over to her friend Alice she whispered, "You're going too right?"

Alice gave a slight smile while she twirled her cropped red hair in nervousness, "It sounds rather scary though. I don't know if I'm ready yet."

Lynda huffed and rolled her blue eyes in irritation, "We are broke college kids with no entertainment, mounds of homework, and we are both crazy. So of COURSE we are going!"

Alice chuckled as she watched her friend push a stray blonde lock from her face, "Ok then, you'll have to be my human shield though."

Giggling Lynda replied, "Trust me I can handle anything these crazies throw at me."

Author's Note: We will see about that…mwahahahaha

Evil laugh? Really? This story better not be as cliché as your laugh.

Johnny-boy is right that's pathetic do it more like this GAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!

That's not what I meant….

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