Oh my God! You've been taken! You got a job at Arkham! This is what you've been going for all your life. Something in such a place attracted you, something in the people there attracted you, or maybe in the atmosphere. For a while, you just contested every corridor and passage like a charmed one, looking through the windows.

"Hey.. Hey!" You can hear it as you pass by one of the animals. "Yeah, yeah, yeah, you." Someone continued when you turned around. When you went to the window, you saw a man. Bright green hair, straitjacket. The Joker. You damn well knew who it was, because he was one of the reasons why you're here. To see him live. "Hello! I have a great offer for you." He says. You didn't leave, yet you already guessed what he would offer. "You.. Help me out!" The Joker continued, looking you straight in the eye. You're not surprised.