Enigmatic beings that started appearing during the 80s that had a variety of uses. Some helped with household chores, some were weapons of mass destruction, and some were companions for the lonely.

These beings are summoned through a card, something that typically manifests on every person’s 15th birthday, but could also manifest in certain situations that result in some people having more than one Doll.

Tim never really minded getting one, as he grew up surrounded by them that they became a norm to interact with. Although it was a surprise that he never got one on his 15th birthday, he didn't think much of it. There were cases like him all over the world, which meant he'd probably just have been unlucky, and eventually forgot about manifesting one.

Until now.

He had been chasing a few of Jokers’ goons causing trouble in Gotham, following them to the outskirts. Of course, it was annoying having to deal with the goons’ dolls without having one himself, but he managed to push through. Though, because of the fight, he had lowered his guard momentarily and ended up being trapped in a container. Gas slowly filling up the area.

His locator was jammed. And he couldn't find his communication device. He might be able to cover his nose now, but it won't be too long until the inhalable oxygen in the container would drop.

Damn those dolls...

Tim felt his gaze grow blurry, but his mind refocuses when a sharp light emitted from his palm, his eyes squinting under the domino mask as he sees a card form in his grasp. On instinct, he calls the name engraved in it.