TM - "Jingle"
Normally, Christmas in Arkham Asylum was - well, it was about what one would expect: bedlam as usual. There was no decor, as every attempt met with an innovative use of the materials for escape or mayhem. A party of any sort was completely out of the question for much the same reason. The guards, tired of the same scatological themes, had begun cracking down on any inmate singing the Joker’s revised versions of Christmas carols. Needless to say, morale wasn’t particularly high.
This winter, Jonathan Crane amused himself by penning a monograph on the theme of fear in A Christmas Carol. Simplistic, true, but when one was dealing with sentimental tripe, one had little to work with. It would have been an extremely easy task, but the constant interruptions had become unbearable, especially those from the neighboring cell, where the clown was breaking the rules yet again.
Finally, he could take it no longer. “That doesn’t even make any sense! You’re just - oh, for god’s sake. You clearly didn’t get away! You’re RIGHT HERE!” Clapping his hands over his ears, Crane began repeating, “Marley was dead to begin with. There is no doubt whatever about that. The register of his burial was signed by the clergyman…” trying, unsuccessfully to drown out the Joker’s song. “Jingle Bells, Batman smells…”
This winter, Jonathan Crane amused himself by penning a monograph on the theme of fear in A Christmas Carol. Simplistic, true, but when one was dealing with sentimental tripe, one had little to work with. It would have been an extremely easy task, but the constant interruptions had become unbearable, especially those from the neighboring cell, where the clown was breaking the rules yet again.
Finally, he could take it no longer. “That doesn’t even make any sense! You’re just - oh, for god’s sake. You clearly didn’t get away! You’re RIGHT HERE!” Clapping his hands over his ears, Crane began repeating, “Marley was dead to begin with. There is no doubt whatever about that. The register of his burial was signed by the clergyman…” trying, unsuccessfully to drown out the Joker’s song. “Jingle Bells, Batman smells…”