Running in the parking lot, he would chase you, laughing and saying "Tag, You're It."

You hid under a car. Silence hovered around the place, until you were dragged by your hair.

"Mom always told me to choose the best ones, and I think it's you." The joker laughed as he grabbed her hair.

"I love hearing you breathing like that. Scared." He said crouching down in front of her. "Are you scared? You should be." He laughed "Don't worry, I won't hurt you... Much."