TM 347 - Where Are You Going?

Aug 26, 2010 01:38

Where am I going? Nowhere, for now.

Well, not physically, at any rate. It suits my purposes to let the world think I've been soundly defeated. The security measures here are laughable, but that's only if you know - as I do - the ins and outs of Arkham. The general public assumes that it's a maximum security facility, keeping THEM (us) tucked well inside the walls and outside of society.

They're wrong.

I don't think The Bat is convinced that the walls and locks and protocols and assorted other what-have-yous are enough. Of course, I don’t think The Bat cares. As long as Gotham is terrified of us, Gotham has no time to wonder about him. Yes, I think he needs this particular closet full of boogeymen to distract the masses, as well as to entertain himself and let him enact whatever fractured fantasies lead him to do whatever he imagines he’s doing.

He’s not leaving. Why should I?

I intend to bide my time until I’m perfectly ready. Let the good citizens of Gotham think I’m no danger. Let the Batman find other pursuits. I’ll be here, waiting.

I’m not going anywhere.
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