"Mrs. Clemins, may I ask why you decided to drown your child in the sink?" Dr. Crane asked staring at the catatonic woman in front of him. She was rather thin and fragile looking, wrinkles etched deeply across her face and her yellowed eyes refused to blink, even as tears rolled across her weathered face. "Mrs. Clemins, it says on the police records you were under the influence of hallucinogenic drugs at the time and claimed, "I married the Devil and this spawn of Satan needs to burn in hell!" Do you recall any of this?"

Mrs. Clemins weathered face never wavered as she continuously stared at the white walls straight ahead. Staring at her yellow, nicotine stained fingernails digging into her arm he began to grimace in agitation.

This is getting nowhere the patient will not respond due to shock…

Then drug the crazy woman.

Not a bad idea at all…

Briskly walking out of the room, Dr. Crane began to fill a hypodermic needle with

Pentothal.

Now this will make her talk…

Drugs are bad Johnny! Fear gas is better!

Ignoring his companion he walked up to the paralyzed woman and injected the needle's contents into the patient's limp arm.

The effects Jonathan smirked, were immediate. The woman's eyelids began to sink heavily and her body slowly began to relax. "Mrs. Clemins?" Jonathan prodded.

The woman's voice echoed hoarsely in the eerily bright room, "I married the Devil. I've always been a wicked woman they say and smoked and cussed my way to hell. My mother hated me, my father was uppity and called me a whore when I got pregnant with that bastards child," the woman began to shake lightly as she continued to talk uncontrollably, "he seemed like a demon at the time, so wrinkly and ugly I knew my parents had to be right. Then Satan told me who he was and he told me his baby was going to be just like him and he left just like that. And you know what? That spawn looked me right in the eyes and smiled. SMILED! So I sent that baby to hell through the power of holy water and…"

Jonathan wrote this information in her patient file, "I believe I have all I need to hear Mrs. Clemins we will begin proper drug therapy within the week."

The woman continues to rant, "I always dreamed about death ya know every…"

Jonathan signaled a nurse, "Sedate Mrs. Clemins if you will."

Women love opening their mouths don't they? The only sound I want to hear from her is…

Enough. Jonathan exhaled sharply as he slammed the door to his slightly disordered office. He noticed there was a message on his message machine. Hello its Mr. Wyatt here to confirm the trip to Arkham Asylum on the 25 my students will be here around 9:30 and we are eagerly waiting.

Dr. Crane observed the calendar only four more days until those pathetic students come.

How aggravating…

Hot college girls… Scarecrow moaned earning a grimace of disgust from Jonathan.

Hardly, maybe somebody will come with enough promise I would be willing to work for me, but I doubt that.

Anything female works for me.

*Wayne University*

Alice shivered next to Alice as they watched The One Who Flew over the Cuckoo's Nest on television. Lynda sat cross-legged on the couch eating popcorn at her leisure while Alice was horrified.

"Do you think we will see a suicide or crazy people like that at Arkham?"

Lynda wore an amused expression and replied eerily, "Probably even worse."

Alice turned pale and Lynda laughed, "Don't worry will be fine! Look at them their on a boat having the time of their lives! Their not that crazy."

Alice relaxed as Lynda turned off the small television and began to stretch out. "I'm so bored let's go out!" Lynda dragged her shy friend off the shabby couch and toward the door.

Alice laughed lightly, "Are we going to the park again? It's getting late."

Lynda smiled as she opened the door, "Where else? It's where all the social outcasts go."

Lynda smiled brightly as her and Alice laughed merrily on the swings. The moon and stars were shining brightly at their childish escapade. Lynda was always a loner and proud of it. Partying was idiotic and all she needed was a close friend to have a good time.

"Look at all the stars!" Alice sighed with contentment "Let's make a wish! I wish nobody will tear us apart tonight!"

The cold air stung at Lynda's bright red cheeks as she yelled, "I wish I was out of this place!"

Laughing they continued to swing not noticing the animals and homeless observing their happiness.

Author's Note: I like these people they know who the best is.

Me?

No ME Johnny boy you're just a nobody!

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