"When my ninth birthday was near, my mom worked overtime so she could bake a cake and buy me a porcelain clown music box, I was obsessed with clowns, with making people laugh and my dream was to become a comedian when I grew up. It was the best day of my short life..." Joker's eyes darkened, his fingers gripping the covers when sudden anger built up inside him, "and then he appeared, after a week of drinking and not coming home. I hid inside the closet and listened as he severly beat her, the voice of my mother screaming my name. Then, there was this terrifying silence followed by footsteps getting close to my hideout. When he opened the closet all my eyes could see were my mother's lifeless body, the music box shattered on the floor and his hideous swollen lips smiling at me."

The Last Laugh.
Chapter 7 | Revelations