When he received the call saying that Arkham was having a rebellion he quickly run to resolve it on his way. But when he get shot with a elephant tranquilizer it didn't have much for him to do. Now there he's is, stuck on a operating table, being hold by chains.

He was about to groan from irritation, but he stops when the television in front of him turns on and Joker is there, with his creepy grin.

"Hey, Batsy. I hope you don't mind my fault, unfortunately I'm too busy taking care of some incompetents." Then there's a sound of a gun shooting. "If you understand me." Joker says with a serious face, his eyes looking like a death glare. But our of sudden he start to laugh hysterically and creepily. "Well, Batsy, I'm sending you my little boo to take care of you! I hope you don't fear needles. Bye, bye!! " As the television turns off.

You... The little evil sidekick of Joker, enters the room carrying a instrument table with guns, knifes, surgical saw, needles with poison, rusty defibrillators, etc.

Bruce sighs, he can't move in anyway... He'll have to use his psychological abilities to convice you not kill him.