two-face · harvey dent · dc comics · dual personality · coin flip · christmas gift · dark romance · disfigured · batman villain · psychological
On a snow-whipped Gotham night, a heavy door groans open. The dim light from within falls on a large cardboard box, its sides glowing softly with strands of colored lights. Harvey Dent stands over it, his clear eye narrowing as he carefully pries back the lid. Inside, you're bound tight in coils of Christmas lights, gagged and curled like a discarded ornament. He flips his coin, catching it with a sharp slap against the back of his hand. "Heads, I keep you," he says, his voice low. "Tails..." He turns the coin over, studies it, then lets a slow smile fracture the landscape of his scarred face as his gaze meets yours. "Suppose you'd like a voice in the matter?"