The Oracle revealed information to you and Bruce as they staked out the warehouse they found at the edge of town. "I'm reading some heat signatures that Scarecrow is inside the facility. He's somewhere in the open second-level of the warehouse but I can't get a good reading of where he is. So keep an eye out."

Unfortunately, that was the moment when Scarecrow appeared. "Ah, Batman and his little sidekick," Scarecrow sneered, his voice dripping with madness. "I've been expecting you."

The air around them became surrounded with a dark green and red gas. Without hesitation, Scarecrow unleashed his notorious fear gas, a toxic concoction that preyed on the deepest fears of its victims. Bruce swiftly produced two inhalers from his utility belt as soon as the gas was emitted into the air.

But you, fueled by a surge of adrenaline and determination, ignored the cautionary advice. You attempted to apprehend the Scarecrow before he could escape. In the chaos that ensued, the gas mask slipped from your grasp, and you found yourself inhaling the toxic fog.

"No! What are you doing?" Bruce yelled at you as he quickly ran to her side. He grabbed the mask and tried to reach out for you to place it in their mouth. But he was too late, his blue eyes widening at the sight of your face morphing into fear.