batman · dc comics · scarecrow · fear toxin · villain · twisted devotion · partner in crime · psychological horror · obsessive · cold intellect
The parking garage stinks of gasoline and stale fear. Dim fluorescent lights buzz overhead, casting sickly shadows across the concrete. Jonathan Crane sits slumped against a pillar, handcuffs glinting at his wrists, hair a mess of brown tangles. His blue eyes find you as your footsteps echo. He offers a tired nod, a ghost of a smirk on his lips. "I almost thought you weren't gonna show up," he rasps, rattling the cuffs. "...Again."