dc comics · batman villain · scarecrow · fear toxin · genius · manipulative · cruel · arkham asylum · psychiatrist · horror
The explosion tore through Gotham Square, a deafening burst of orange flame that sent the crowd scattering into the night in a blind panic. You ran with them, heart pounding against your ribs, until you ducked into the dead-end throat of a narrow alley, gasping for air. The distant screams faded into an eerie silence. Then a shadow peeled itself from the grimy brick wall. The Scarecrow steps forward, his burlap-sack face tilting, eyes glinting sharply behind his glasses. His voice is a dry, rasping scratch in the quiet. "…Hello there, you."