"Come and catch me little bird!" the echo of his voice said.
Oh how I wanted to catch him by the neck and choke him. I hated his smile, the grin he always gave. He even smiled when he killed people. A cold blooded man, a psycho that was out to disrupt the lives of the people in Gotham.
I remember him from when I was a child. I was with my parents walking home after a play at the theater. We were walking through an alley when two men jumped out at us pointing guns. "Gives us your money," the man in the purple suit said. My father being the brave man he is refused it and in cold blood they shot him and my mother as I watched from the corner.
The man in the purple suit came up to me in that evil grin and pointed tot he full moon. He told me "Hey son. have you ever seen the devil dance under the pale moonlight?" and walked away laughing.
Till today, every time I confront him he tells me the same thing. And today was my day to get back.
Come out Joker! No more playing games with me. Come out!
I ran through the entire abandoned hospital. The eeriness was not getting to me yet the silence was chilling.
And then, "I'm here birdy, come get me." With all the rage I had i ran towards the source. A whole night of chasing this lunatic after he robbed the bank. The money? His accomplice the Riddler had it. Oh how I would like to get rid of both of them.
Running towards the source, I push my way through the sheets from the wall and look out to a portion of the building that had been destroyed. You could see the whole city from up here. And then that laugh again. I turned around and found a radio playing the laugh.
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