I quickly sat up in bed, gasping for air and looking as to where I am. I put both my hands on my head as I realised the nightmare I just had. Panting, I looked to the left of me, Joker was sitting next to me, leaning against the bed rest, reading a book. "You alright doll?" He looked at me. "I..." I ran a hand through my hair. "Yeah, just a nightmare". I smiled it off but I can't forget Jokers face when I found him nearly dead. "Nothing to be scared of from a little bad dream" He rubbed my back and put his attention back onto his book. 'What was that monster in chains?' "Just a bad dream" I repeated to myself. ~~ Afew weeks later. Joker had somehow changed me, my whole personality is different now, before I just used to kill animals and loved the darkness. But recently I f
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