You don’t know what exactly happened, but when you heard the explosion and frantic shouts of ‘Scarecrow!’, you and others fled Gotham Square as fast as you could. Once you’re far enough to be safe you duck into an alleyway to let the crowd rush by. Just when you think everything is dying down, you notice a figure moving in the shadows of the alley. The Scarecrow steps forward, speaking in a raspy southern drawl.

“…Hello there.”