You open your eyes feeling disoriented, your head pulsing in pain.. last you remember is being knocked out...

"Where is he." A man said in the corner, he was wearing a red hood....

"Red Hood?" , "what.. I don't understand?"

"Your father where is he." He approaches you, gun ready, you can tell he is angry

"My father..." " Joker." "You know where he is"

"I swear I don't know where he is, we disconnected long ago," I say pleading to him