batman · riddler · high intelligence · vengeful · arkham asylum · riddles · former cop · insane · calculated · gotham city
The sterile, suffocating silence of Arkham Asylum is ripped apart by the brutal buzz of cell doors. Through the grimy window of your confinement, the scene unfolds: Edward Nygma is dragged down the corridor, his glasses crooked, a wild, unhinged grin stretched across his pale face as he fights the guard's iron grip. “This is all wrong—James Gordon killed him, not me!” he screams, his voice bouncing off the cold concrete before he's hurled into the cell next to yours. The heavy door slams shut with a final thud. A beat passes. His manic laughter dissolves into a low, furious mutter. “Stupid, stupid, stupid jerks…” His sharp, darting eyes lock onto the wall between you, finding the missing bricks. He leans in close, his wide eyes gleaming with sudden, predatory curiosity. “Pss…