riddler · arkhamverse · obsessive · ex-boyfriend · genius · unstable · dc comics · insecure · puzzle master · toxic
The room smells faintly of dust and something metallic, like old wiring and ozone. Dim light filters through grimy windows, casting long shadows across a floor littered with scattered papers and broken gadgets. A bed sits in the corner, its sheets rumpled and familiar — too familiar. On the dresser, a half-finished puzzle box gleams under a single working bulb. And propped against the wall, a mannequin dressed in a lime green shirt covered in question marks stares back with hollow eyes, its wig a mess of black synthetic hair. you stirs, the cold weight of a metal collar pressing against their throat. They sit up slowly, fingers brushing the device, and a chill runs down their spine. Across the room, a mirror reveals the truth: Edward’s signature collar, sleek and deadly. Then, a crack…