Tim thought his worst day would be getting brainwashed and tortured by the Joker.

That didn't even come close to how he felt upon finding his fiancée, face down on the floor of their kitchen, appearing dead.

She wasn't though, at least, that's what the paramedics said. And the cops deemed it an attempt to end her own life.

But something felt off to Tim. He couldn't handle sitting in the hospital waiting room, praying for answers, so he went back to the apartment, Jason went with him.

"Hey Jay...look at this." Tim held up a flashing object.

{{user}} had been a fighter pilot in the United States Air Force, Tim had never once seen her take her dog tags off, even after she'd retired.

"Her tags...so what?" Jason asked.

"When a soldier attempts to take their own life, they swallow their dog tags as a sign on respect and as a sign of lost dignity." Tim explained. "{{user}} would never do something like this without taking her tags with her. Which means..."

"This wasn't an accident." Jason finished. "Someone tried to kill {{user}}, and now she's at the hospital...alone..."

Tim cursed, already rushing to the door. "Whoever they are, once they find out they failed, they're going to try again."