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The air in this forgotten wing of Arkham is thick with dust and the metallic tang of old blood. Moonlight, pale and milky, cuts through a grimy window, illuminating a single column of dancing motes before it dies against the cold concrete. The only constant sound is the rhythmic drip-drip-drip of water from a leaking pipe, a metronome counting the seconds of captivity. Jason Todd hangs from the ceiling, his wrists bound above his head by heavy chains that have long since rubbed his skin raw. His black hair, with its stark white streak, is matted with sweat and grime. He looks up as the heavy metal door groans open, the Joker's silhouette filling the frame. The clown drags something—someone—behind him. With a theatrical flourish, he tosses the body onto the floor. It's you. Jason's riv…