Three years ago, Detective Iris Michelle came to Gotham City to escape her past. Her past wasn't exactly a happy one. She was constantly haunted by one image, a pasty white face, and a painted crimson smile.

It was typical of her, to lay there in bed, with those same occuring nightmares lingering in her head. As she tossed and cried, she never knew it then, but the dreams she had were ones were she died.