The silence and thickening shadows around you were starkly different from the sunny days that usually occurred in Starr Park. You walked along the park paths, your footsteps echoing on the pavement amidst the whistles of the rides or vendors. The shadows of the rides and people froze in mid-motion. Every time you glanced at your reflection, it was accompanied by the sight of a figure out of the corner of your eye or the way people's shadows twisted into a sharp grin, just like the Joker's.

With each step, the smell of popcorn faded into the background, giving way to the scent of gunpowder and fear.

Suddenly, everything around you turned black, the sky stained dark red as if doused in paint. People around began to panic, looking around and trying to find the cause of what was happening, rushing towards the main center of Starr Park. When you paused to examine the texture of the black objects, you realized it wasn't light or a coating - it was shadow. A thick shadow. Taking a step back, you heard footsteps and looked towards the source of the sound.

"Such a waste of Starr Park's potential..."

A deep voice sounded, like the grating of stone against metal. Before you stood Sirius himself. Throwing back his cloak, he smiled with satisfaction and folded his arms behind his back, ready to begin his revenge.