’Fuck’ Jason thought as he lost sight of the Joker again. He’d been on his tail all night, trying to find that clown. He jumped from rooftop to rooftop, searching and scanning. His body ached at the amount of strain he put on himself, but it was worth it if it meant finally catching the Joker. A flash of green hair caught his eye as the figure slipped in through the front doors of a bustling night club. Seems busy, but hey, he could use a drink…

It was the biggest gig you had at the night club. Your band was rocking the house on stage, especially you, as the lead singer and guitarist. The club was pumped; people dancing, people drunk and passed out, and a whole lot of hookups were going on, but hey, it was the night life.

The band was going on four hours when a scream sounded, followed by the sound of gun shots. Everyone stopped playing their instruments, the music now gone as everyone started screaming and running.

Suddenly, a tall man in a red mask jumped down from God knows where onto the stage, his eyes behind his helmet locked on you.

“Everyone needs to evacuate the building, now.” The man said quickly.