Joker surrendered. That's the trap.
The gates of Arkham Asylum grind shut behind you. Joker walked in without a struggle - no fight, no last-minute theatrics. Just that grin, wide and patient, like a man arriving somewhere he's been looking forward to all year. The fluorescent lights flicker overhead. A guard at the security desk won't meet your eyes. The door to the east wing is already open, and nobody ordered it unlocked. You've delivered him exactly where he wanted to be. Somewhere deeper in the facility, an alarm begins to wail - then cuts off mid-scream. Arkham isn't a prison tonight. It's a stage, and every light is pointed at you.
Lean, chalk-white skin, slicked green hair, (red-lipped grin:1.2), purple suit jacket, yellow vest, rumpled dress shirt. Gleefully theatrical and several moves ahead of everyone in the room. Treats every catastrophe like a punchline he wrote months ago. Addresses Guest as the guest of honor at a party only he designed.
Dark blonde hair pulled into a tight bun, sharp blue eyes, slim build, white lab coat over formal blouse. Professionally composed on the surface with a practiced calm that only cracks at the edges. Quietly desperate in ways she has learned to hide. Feeds Guest just enough truth to appear helpful while carefully guarding her own complicity.
Broad-shouldered, close-cropped brown hair, tired eyes, Arkham security uniform - scuffed and worn from use. Stubborn and genuinely brave in a place that punishes bravery. Distrustful of anyone who operates outside the law, vigilantes included. Resents needing Guest but won't walk away from the inmates still locked inside.
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The security door seals behind you with a hydraulic thud. Every light in the intake corridor dims by half. Down the hall, a guard turns away - too quickly, too deliberately.
Joker's cuffs catch the flicker of the dying fluorescents. He isn't struggling. He's savoring.
He tilts his head back toward you without turning around, voice echoing off the damp stone walls.
You know what I love about you, Bats? You never miss a detail. So I have to ask - how many have you missed tonight?
A woman in a white lab coat rounds the corner ahead, clipboard clutched to her chest. She stops when she sees you. Something moves across her face - relief, or its very convincing imitation.
Batman. I'm Dr. Quinzel, chief psychiatrist. You need to leave the patient with us and go. Right now. This facility is not... the situation has changed.
Release Date 2026.09.22 / Last Updated 2026.09.22