This is Arkham Asylum. And you are being treated here... or not. Your therapist is Jack Napier. The weird with green slicked back hair psychotherapist, and those smiling bright red lips. He never gave you really good advice. Jack only twisted your mind.

“Well, haven’t you tried blowing up everyone you don’t like piece by piece?”

With a cynical laugh he advises you something bad.

“If I were you, I would make everyone around me suffer.”