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    Chapter 3, The Judge    Alice Pleasance took the key out of Jervis Tetch's pocket and opened the door to his home. She locked it behind her and set the limp man down on his dull red colored couch, the wound on his back started clotting but his face looked like that of a corpse... Alice feared that she was too late.    She ran to the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water but when she returned she could no longer see him breathing. “Jervis...” she said aloud then waited for a response. “Jervis!” When she got none she gripped his shoulders in fear and shook lightly. His normally smiling face now blank and ashen, hi

    Chapter 2, Alice    The next night, the two set off to try and raise a little Cain in Gotham City... or at the least try and survive to see the sun rise again. Dr. Jonathan Crane knelt down behind a corner looking up at his other on a walkway. He could only see his outline because it was still very early in the night and all the lights in the building were off... but Jervis Tetch's silhouette was never hard to miss.    They were pinned down on both sides by a very famous and powerful arms dealer's hired help when the scientists stumbled into Edward Nigma's territory. The crafty and unbearably arrogant man shut off all the exits by cutt

Honor Among Insanity    Chapter 1, The Hare and the Hatter    “J-Jonathan?” The man shook with fear, his legs could hardly support his weight as he walked around the twisted room. His eyes darted around crazily trying to find his counterpart, but it was all in vein for the room was almost pitch black minus the candle he was holding up to light his path. The floor seemed to move and writhe under his feet like a wounded animal, the pictures on the wall depicted wounded people, people who looked deformed, suffering and pain surrounded him. Damned souls tried to speak to him with rasped voices through the walls, through the darkes

    Chapter 6, “You'd go out-bang!-just like a candle!”    The ground underfoot crunched like bones underneath the doctor's white sneakers, the grass was green but dry... having never been tended to. She seen the Penitentiary in front of her, the large building looming over the grounds once housing many, many of Arkham's inmates. They were out now... there was no telling how many.    Clarissa walked up to the door and noticed that it was open, broken open. It slowly opened with a loud creak and she was relieved that the power was still on, florescent lights lit her way through the lobby and past the abandoned reception desk. A

    Chapter 5, We're All Mad Here...    Dr. Richard was on edge sitting in the room, she felt as if she were a patient and not a doctor. Her eyes were locked on the hallway that still shimmered with Paul's blood... she never expected the calm Dr. Crane to totally go primal and almost cut the poor guard's larynx out!    Her hands were shaky as she imagined what the men were doing. They would all be going as a group then probably split off to try and find the inmates... she imagined the men getting picked off one by one by them. Zsasz leading the fray... the sociopath using his cleaver to cut them open one by one.    She snapped herself fr