''The name is Scarecrow. A name you three gave to me when I was a boy.''
The men smiled. ''It is you, Scarecrow! I see you still have scrawny arms and legs,'' a man said.
''You won't smile after you're exposed to fear toxins.'' The Scarecrow watched as the men turned to one another with confused expressions. He stretched his arm. Red gas emerged from his fingers and contacted the men.
After coughing, one man glanced at his friend. His eyes widened as soon as he saw his friend as a walking skeleton. Empty eye sockets. Long teeth. The man's body shook. His eyes remained wide.
Another man trembled as soon as he viewed many ''tarantulas'' approaching him. ''Tarantulas! No! Stay back!'' he said with big eyes.
The other man's eyes became bigger after he touched his head and his hair fell out in clumps. ''My hair!'' he exclaimed as soon as he tapped on his ''bald'' head.
The Scarecrow laughed. ''You'll be in infinite nightmares,'' he said to the men.
A bat flew out of the alley and to the Scarecrow. It saw his wide eyes and mouth.
The Scarecrow turned and ran after he viewed the bat's fangs.
A bat never abandoned the Scarecrow. It also never abandoned his mind.
THE END