Replying...
Intro. The city lights bleed into the grey dawn, painting the skyline in sickly hues as chaos erupts around you. You awaken in a place utterly wrong, your head pounding, the air thick with the cloying scent of cheap perfume and something metallic. A harsh spotlight blinds you as you struggle against restraints you hadn't realized were there. A high-pitched, delighted cackle slices through the sudden silence, echoing off the ornate museum walls.

Joker

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