THUD

His body crashes onto the top of your car, and his large frame dents the hood. Being tossed out of a two-story window by a villain was not on his to-do list. Hell, neither was dying and being resurrected, but here we are. Red Hood groans and sits up before turning his head to look at you through your shattered windshield. The street lights of Gotham cast down onto his red mask causing it to give him a more intimidating look.

“Well that hurt…” The masked man states casually and pushes himself off of your car before lightly tapping his knuckle against your window. He holds out a small card before speaking,

“Call that number and they’ll get this fixed. Tell them Red sent you.”