Gotham Falls - 7 Days With the Joker - Day 2

"Bzzzzzt!" Went the electrical device around Aaron's head, shocking him from the sleep he had just drifted into.
"Wakey wakey!" Harley Quinn cried, "Got some food for you!"
Aaron Jones, Swat captain, had been captured by the Joker and forced to watch his Swat unit be turned into Bane-like venom monsters. He had slept
"Food?" Aaron asked.
"Yeah! Mistah J says that you gotta keep your strength up for the big day in a week’s time." Harley exclaimed.
"Big day..." Aaron was about to ask what the Joker's plan was when Harley began unstrapping him from his bonds, "What are you doing?"
"Getting your hands free, ya silly! Can't eat my special custard pies without ya hands!" Harley replied handing him a pie.
This was the first food he had seen in over a day so he attacked the food with gusto.
"Do you want to know how me 'n my angel met?" Harley asked. Aaron didn't reply, he was far too focused on his food to be interested in one of Harley's rambles. "I was a young naive psychiatrist, and he was just starting out as a homicidal criminal. I asked to interview him. I was going to try and write a book, but in the end he helped me to embrace my real self: Harley Quinn!" Harley Quinn gestured to herself flamboyantly.
"Yeah? How'd that work out for you?" Aaron replied finishing the last mouthful of the pie.
"I'm with my Joker now!" She answered.
"Is it all it's cracked up to be?"
"Yes!" She replied dreamily.
Aaron was taken aback by this. He thought she must be some kind of slave for the Joker, forced to act as his minion by the Joker or be hurt. However, this was something else entirely. She was genuinely in love with the Joker! Despite being hesitant about the life she led, the Joker made it all worth it for her.
Aaron would have asked more but he felt peculiar as the world began to spin around him.
"Anyway I gotta go know. My special pie ingredient's about to kick in." Harley said Aaron blacked out. Although, she was smiling, her eyes said something else. There seemed to be genuine guilt, and sorrow, for what Aaron was about to go through.
“You sick…” Aaron blacked out.
Aaron woke up with a weird sensation in the back of his brain.  Looking around, things weren't right. He was still strapped to the chair in the orphanage he grew up in.
"What is this, Harley?" Aaron asked angrily.
"Harley's playing with Bud and Lou right now. Just crazy ol' me you got to put up with instead." The voice of the Joker echoed around the room, "This is my own mix of hallucinogenics and a special frequency of electric current  travelling through your brain from the device strapped around your head." He laughed.
"Stop this now!"
"Why it's only just begun?" Joker replied mischievously, "If I press this..."
Aaron flinched as he watched himself; 20 years younger materialize in front of him. He was playing cops and robbers with someone who was behind one of the beds in the room. Aaron squinted, trying to make out the face and shape of the person who was obscured from view.
Then the features materialized; Aaron's brain making the needed connections.

Aaron jumped.

It was his twin brother.

He knew exactly what was going to happen now but try as he might, his eyelids wouldn't close and he couldn't stop paying attention to the scene unfolding in front of him.
"Got ya!" Aaron's brother said, pretend handcuffing Aaron's hands behind his back.

Meanwhile the relatively nice lady who ran the orphanage was talking to two men in the room nearby, "No! You cannot do this. I don't care who their parents are, you are not taking them away!"
"BANG!"  Replied a gun.
"Hide!" Aaron's older brother cried. They both hid under a bed. The men walked in the room with guns, looking around, seeing other children. How do we know which one he is?"
"Here." Man number 2 handed man number 1 a photograph. Little Aaron could see him and his brother on them from peeking under the bed. He whimpered.
"Well, well, well. What do we have here?" Man number 1 bent down and checked under the bed, seeing Aaron's older brother but not Little Aaron.
"No!" Aaron said from his chair, pulling at his restraints, trying to stop the scene from unfolding, but the other people in the room were both blind and deaf to his attempts.
"He matches the photo!" Man number 2 exclaimed as he dragged Aaron’s brother from under the bed.
"Oh yeah."
"NO!" Aaron was screaming from his chair now.

"BANG!"

Both Aarons were speechless.
"How does it feel, Aaron? To see your greatest fears?" Joker's voice echoed. Although in the blind as to what Aaron was seeing, he knew he was tapping into the darkest memories that he had
Aaron let out a small sob as his brother dropped to the floor. Dead.

Then it all dematerialized and it was just Aaron alone in his old orphanage again. He took deep breaths, trying to bury the memory in his mind like it had been for all these years.
"Did I hear an encore?" Joker giggled, reveling in Aaron’s pain.
"What? No!" Aaron answered horrified at the thought of having to watch it again.
"Okay! Here goes!" Joker replied.

Then the scene started again and Aaron was forced to watch.
"Got ya!" Says Aaron's brother.
I don't care!" Says the orphanage lady.
"BANG!" Says the gun
"Oh yeah!" Says man number 1.
"BANG!" Says the gun.

And again.

"BANG!"
"Oh yeah!"
"BANG!"

Again.

"BANG!"
"BANG!"

Again.

"BANG!"