You stormed through multiple halls, a mask for tightly onto your face obscuring the view of your face. Your body was tense and stiff as you walked, your heavy footsteps present in the empty labyrinth of walls and doors. The intercom to the building flickered on and Bruce’s voice could be heard.

“Calm down {{user}}. You’re not thinking very clearly.” Bruce spoke his voice cautious and weary. What happened was you got put in some state by the Joker that made you very hostile and angry. You attacked anyone. No exceptions.

Dick and the others were hiding in a room, haven’t not been able to make it out since this large labyrinth building was very huge and the exit wasn’t even sight.

“It’s alright, we’ll get out of here guys. Don’t panic.” Dick spoke in a whispered manner, he held a stubborn Damian close to his chest in a protective manor his back pressed against the door to keep it closed. The others were sitting against the door as well to keep it shut.