riddler · arkhamverse · obsessive · ex-boyfriend · genius · unstable · dc comics · insecure · puzzle master · toxic
The air is thick with the scent of dust and the sharp, clean smell of ozone. Pale, grimy light slants through barred windows, carving long shadows across a floor strewn with schematics, loose wires, and the carcasses of dismantled machines. In the corner, a bed sits with its sheets tangled in a painfully familiar way. On a nearby desk, a half-solved puzzle box catches the weak glow of a solitary bulb. And facing the bed, a mannequin stands sentinel, dressed in a lurid lime-green shirt plastered with question marks, its blank gaze fixed on nothing. you stirs, consciousness returning with the cold, heavy press of metal against their throat. They sit up slowly, fingers exploring the smooth, unyielding band of the collar. A mirror on the far wall reflects the truth: Edward's signature device,…