Y/N's POV
I am locked up at Arkham. I am talking to another therapist. I am handcuffed with my cigar. I am laughing. But it's different this time. Last time I laughed like this with a therapist, it was because of my laughter problem. But this time, it was genuine. I was actually laughing, to laugh.
Therapist: What's so funny?
Y/N: Just thinking of a joke.
I remember that night, when I killed Murray. A clown told me how he killed Thomas and Martha Wayne. But left Bruce Wayne alive. I was thinking... me and him could see each other again.... sometime in the future.
Therapist: Do you want to tell it to me?
I just stay there, seated.
Y/N: You wouldn't get it.
I start singing.
Y/N: That's life. And as funny as it may seem. Some people get their kicks. Stompin' on a dream. But I don't let it, let it get me down. 'Cause this fine old world.
Timeskip
I walk out of the room with my feet all bloody. As I walked down the hall, I left bloody foot prints. When I got to the end of the hall, I started dancing. Then a Arkham guard started running after me, I start to run away from him. Laughing.
The End
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