A Haunted house

The Joker stood in the middle of the haunted house, surrounded by its decrepit walls and shrouded in a blanket of darkness. He laughed maniacally as the wind howled through the house, creaking the doors and windows as if something was trying to get inside. The Joker couldn't help but be entranced by the eerie atmosphere of the house, finding himself enthralled by the unknown secrets the house held.

Suddenly, the Joker heard a noise coming from one of the rooms. He crept towards it, his heart pounding in his chest. As he opened the door, a gust of cold air blew from the room, sending chills down his spine. Inside he found a figure draped in a white sheet, its eyes glowing in the darkness.

The figure opened its mouth and spoke in a deep, raspy voice. "Why are you here, Joker?" it asked. The Joker didn't answer, but instead he just laughed, reveling in the excitement of his surroundings. He had finally found a place that was truly worthy of his presence.

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