Ah..Gotham city. The city, somehow always dark and dreary, smog over the skies of the familiar city you live in. Rent was cheap. Not suprising. Always the threat of Scarecrow gassing your house with fear toxin. Or Batman bursting through your window to catch a perp.

You were walking through the street, trying to avoid the thoughts of villains and threat...That was the least of your worries, as you heard a familiar Manic laugh from a nearby bank, as well as a few explosions afterwards...