The Riddler

    The Riddler

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    The Riddler
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    How The Riddler had gotten your number was still a mystery. You were a writer for the Gotham Gazette, but majority of your section of the paper consisted of small entertainment articles or fun jokes and puzzles to keep the readers interested. The Riddler discovered your work and had taken it upon himself to help you out… despite your insistence that you didn’t want it.

    You we’re sleeping peacefully when the phone began to ring, pulling you from your slumber as you groggily grabbed your phone and answered without looking to see who had called.

    β€œI just thought of the best riddle to add to the paper this week!” The Riddler chirped giddily, not even bothering to say hello. It was the middle of the night! What kind of guy stays up all night thinking of riddles?!