As a sat there in the chair he tied me too. I wondered. About what I've done so far in my life. Was this for the better....or for the worse. All of a sudden someone pours water on my head. "Wake up!" The officer screams in a very angry voice. "What's the point of getting up if I'm still going to be in this piece of crap you call a prison?" I say as I walk out the cell door. I see another man across the hall in his cell. His face is white and he has a smile on his face. His green hair is very strange. As I walk down the hall he looks at me. He smiles,laughs, then keeps walking. What a strange man. I think this as I am sitting down for breakfast at the prison cafeteria. I am always alone at my table. It's been that way for the 3 weeks I've been here. I don't know if it's just that they think I'm strange....or if they're afraid of me. If they think I'll kill them. I might. I might not. Who knows. Then the man I saw earlier sits next to me. I try and ignore him. I keep eating this food that they gave us. I don't know what it is about him that wields me out. Strange. Then he says to me "What a funny way to greet someone, you stare at them then ignore them."He says this then he laughs. He keeps laughing for a second then stops. He asks me"What are you in for?" "I robbed a bank, then failed and half my crew got killed." "What are you in for?" I say to him. He tells me he is in prison for stabbing a man that killing 12 more people with a type of gas. Laughing gas he tells me it's called. Makes them laugh till they die. I tell him I'm called deadshot. I say"what are you called?" "Oh, People call me.....the joker." HAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAH!