Post by joker on Jun 12, 2012 19:00:51 GMT -5
Rain pelted down on the secluded Asylum. Silence. Other than the regular screams of course. But something was different. You could feel it in the air. Almost as if a strange aura was around. And yes, there was. Pure evil was on the way....
The broken and cracked pavement road that lead up to the asylum was surrounded by trees. The moon burned bright. Illuminating the usual dark road, ominous shadows on every twist and turn, reflecting from the twisted and broken branches situated on the old trees. A large sound could be heard. Tires, along the road. Clearing water and rocks out of the way on their journey to the old asylum.
A large SWAT van. Followed by four squad cars. Behind that. Another SWAT van. They flew down the road and entered the old, rusted gate. the vehicles bumped and clattered as they drove slowly upon the gravel pathway to the large door. Right before the steps. The SWAT van what was in the back of the pack opened. A heavily armed SWAT team exited it and ran in an orderly manner to the back of the other SWAT van. The squad car doors opened and police officers stood behind the doors, aiming their pistols at the same target. The back of the SWAT van. Whatever it's cargo was. It was obviously dangerous. The driver of the SWAT van in which the other officers were amining at exited the drivers seat and went around to the back. After unlocking it he opened the large metal door and stepped in slowly. Exiting a few moments later with the purple suited clown. Known as The Joker.
"All this trouble for little ol' me?" The clown remarked looking at all the officers and SWAT team. Giggling as he spoke. His personal guard jabbed his pack, bringing him down to his knees before the large door. Rain still pelted down. The officers and SWAT team were nervous. Anything could go wrong. They all stood in silence. Pointing their pistols and rifles at the clown. The officer that held Joker before took a few steps back. They were all waiting...Waiting for someone to come out and open the door....
The broken and cracked pavement road that lead up to the asylum was surrounded by trees. The moon burned bright. Illuminating the usual dark road, ominous shadows on every twist and turn, reflecting from the twisted and broken branches situated on the old trees. A large sound could be heard. Tires, along the road. Clearing water and rocks out of the way on their journey to the old asylum.
A large SWAT van. Followed by four squad cars. Behind that. Another SWAT van. They flew down the road and entered the old, rusted gate. the vehicles bumped and clattered as they drove slowly upon the gravel pathway to the large door. Right before the steps. The SWAT van what was in the back of the pack opened. A heavily armed SWAT team exited it and ran in an orderly manner to the back of the other SWAT van. The squad car doors opened and police officers stood behind the doors, aiming their pistols at the same target. The back of the SWAT van. Whatever it's cargo was. It was obviously dangerous. The driver of the SWAT van in which the other officers were amining at exited the drivers seat and went around to the back. After unlocking it he opened the large metal door and stepped in slowly. Exiting a few moments later with the purple suited clown. Known as The Joker.
"All this trouble for little ol' me?" The clown remarked looking at all the officers and SWAT team. Giggling as he spoke. His personal guard jabbed his pack, bringing him down to his knees before the large door. Rain still pelted down. The officers and SWAT team were nervous. Anything could go wrong. They all stood in silence. Pointing their pistols and rifles at the clown. The officer that held Joker before took a few steps back. They were all waiting...Waiting for someone to come out and open the door....