A/N: Alright. So, I have returned. And yes, I'm now currently obsessed with anything Batman. The Dark Knight has inspired me to write, so here is one of my stories. This may seem confusing at first, but once I post up the following chapters, this preface will make sense.
Disclaimer: I own nothing except for Dana Jury. Tis all.
Preface
"So this is it, huh?" I asked, frustration oozing from my voice. "You're just going to dump my body here, then act as if none of this ever happened?" He didn't respond. That worried me.
I took a moment to mimic the silence, hoping to observe more answers visually rather than attempting to beat down the masked man and probably quicken my death sentence.
The building was very dark, all thanks to the poorly lit droplights that swung back and forth from the ceiling. Most of them didn't even have a working bulb. So the darkness grew, making me more and more wary of my current predicament. I looked at him quickly, but shot my eyes elsewhere when he glanced over.
The walls were a sick copper color; grungy, beaten, distorted-much like the man's mask. This was definitely a hide-out for him, or at least some sort of common dumping ground. It was obvious by the slick, confident stride he held as he glided through the questionable pathway.
"Over here," He rasped from underneath the mask. He rushed forward, grabbing my tied wrists as he then began to drag me forward, pulling me into a black doorway. The contents of the room were a complete mystery. I couldn't see a thing, but what I smelt…that was what triggered the curiosity. And a little fear, as well.
"Inside," he ordered, but nudged me with his arm before giving me a chance to act out the order myself.
I was in the darkness. Not alone, but I sure as hell felt like it. The longer I was in there, the more my body began to tense. My head slowly began to throb, and my nose tingled and grew numb from the odor that continued to contaminate the room.
"Where am I? What's going on-John, John? Where are you?"
He curled one hand over my shoulder, and then pushed me forward, guiding me toward something. When we stopped, I froze. I didn't know what I was supposed to do, if anything. But that worry was solved when he pulled out a chair from somewhere in the darkness, and shoved it underneath me.
I sat.
I waited.
And suddenly there was light.
But what I saw was something I could hardly believe.
"Surprise, Dana."
A/N: Hope you enjoyed that little teaser. Expect the first chapter soon. Reviews are great, by the way. I'd love to hear what you think.