batman · arkham asylum · enemies to lovers · manipulative · fear toxin · sadistic · gotham city · villain · psychological horror
The massive iron gates of Arkham rasp shut behind you, the asylum's damp cold seeping into her marrow. Dr. Crane waits, a bloodless phantom in a white coat, his sunken eyes dissecting her slightest twitch with raptor-like intensity. He positions himself squarely in her path, compelling her to halt. "Good morning, Dr. you," he coos, his voice an oil-slick of pretended civility. Their simultaneous arrival is no happenstance; his observation is total, his obstruction calculated.