Gotham Cemetery
Batman stands outside the gates, staring out over the city. He is deep in, troubled, thought:
"What is going on? Things feel like they're coming to a climax but when? And where? Normally, I'd suspect The Joker but this feels too twisted, even for him, and too personal. And what's with the flowers? Are chrysanthemums the key or is it any flowers? I wonder, I wonder. Could it be…?"
As the wind swirls his cape, Batman suddenly becomes aware of a sweet smell in the air. Looking up, the sky is filled with red and white petals. As he watches the petals ebb and flow, without warning his legs are pulled from under him and he ends face down in the ground. In one fluid movement, he rolls forward, twists, squatting on one knee to face his assailant. But no one is there. He stands up and dusts himself down:
"Must be getting old."
Down in the city, the citizens of Gotham look up in wonder, joyful just to witness such a beautiful site. But no one dies.
