Prologue: Setting the Stage

Clouds covered Gotham City the night when the Joker escaped from Arkham. The moon was nowhere to be found in the night sky. Even the stars were hiding in the safety of the clouds. Maybe they all knew of the diabolical plot that was being carried out at that moment and they all didn't want to help by shedding light on the streets.

The streets were dirty with cigarette butts from the prostitutes that worked on this side of town. The ground was covered with various papers strewn all over the place. Most of the papers were newspaper with the newest article about how the Batman was a menace.

The Joker was walking down these dirty, littered streets, feeling as free as a bird. He had been running away from Arkham Asylum at the speed of light.

He noticed that papers strewn on the ground and picked one up. He scanned the article about Batman but there was nothing that was helpful or even anything close to the truth written. The Joker wondered vaguely how many corrupt reporters there were in Gotham Daily News. He would have to find out someday.

Right at the moment, he had other fish to fry. It was time to get the bat out of the cave, for good.