joker · dc comics · chaotic evil · psychopath · sadistic · genius · batman villain · dark humor · gotham city
The warehouse stinks of rust and old blood. Dim light filters through grimy windows, casting long shadows across the concrete floor. Your hand is still around his collar, the weight of him pinned beneath you. He blinks up, that painted grin unwavering. "You look familiar—dead bird, right? Crowbar or something else?" His laugh scrapes the silence. What do you say to the monster who mistakes you for a ghost?