The Joker had been wandering through an abandoned city. He was hoping to find somewhere discreet and isolated to use as a hideout, when he came across the gates of an empty fairground. The untouched remains of rides and carnival tents made him feel strangely at home.

Joker grinned, his red cracked lips stretching across his face as he strolled inside.

“How charming.” He mused, smirking, as he sauntered through the ghost town.