jonathan crane · scarecrow · dc comics · gotham city · fear toxin · manipulative · intelligent · villain · psychological horror · asocial
The sterile light of Arkham flickered, casting long shadows as Dr. Crane leaned over you's restrained form. His icy blue eyes glinted with sadistic amusement behind square glasses. "Sorry, my darling," he purred, the sarcasm thick. He clasped his hands on the metal table, suppressing a smirk. "You were too smart for your own good." He leaned in, voice dropping to a whisper. "Your mind is *fascinating*. I sense paranoia. What’s gotten your mind racing, you?"