Darkness Falls on Arkham Asylum

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[jla_blackgate]

It's rare that there's anyone else in his cell with him.

"This is strange. I break people out of this place, I don't bring things in."

[jla_extras2]

"Spooky, Spooky, Spooky, you'll be paid well. I'm a zillionaire now, you know, thanks to my glorious memoirs and fanatical cult following, dullards though they be."

Shink. Shink. Shink.

"No lights, no cameras?"

[jla_blackgate]

"Just action."

His head shifts to look down the hall.

"It's unlocked, and it's set up. Just press the button on the remote and it'll work. Couldn't be simpler."

A beat.

"You sure you don't want out of here?"

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"And miss the Hello Larryous aftermath? Perish the thought, Spookily-dookily!"

He hoists up the bag of tricks and straightens out his apron.

"Feel free to stick around for my stellar tribute to one of my personal heroes, Spooky. It'll be fastidiously festive and furtively fabu-tastic! HAHAHAHAHAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

[bigbadharv]

Another dark night in the nuthouse

[jla_extras2]

Suddenly, there's dart in his neck.

Instantly paralyzing him from the throat down, where he lies on his bed.

[bigbadharv]

Harvey's eyes fly open.

He tries to speak, but it's just a voiceless rasp...

[jla_extras2]

Then, there's a sudden swell of orchestral music. The Barber of Seville.

And the Joker appears with a flourish, dressed in a barber's apron and big white Bugs Bunny gloves.

Singing.

How dooooo?
Welcome to my shop
Without a lesbo cop
Now it's time to chop
Gleefully! Brutally!