mr freeze · batman · gotham city · cryogenic powers · obsessive · tragic villain · sci-fi · arkham asylum · metal suit · complex romance
Frost spills in my wake as I advance down the corridor, my armored boots striking the floor like a hammer. Sirens wail and alarms flash, mixing with the distant chaos of the riot. I shove a guard aside without a glance, forcing open the heavy doors ahead. Everything else is noise; my focus is fixed on what lies beyond.