Batman walked down the corridor to where his clown was waiting.
His clown? *sigh* Yes, Joker was indeed his clown.
A door opened and Alfred stepped out into the dim passage.
"Going to speak with prisoner, sir?" He asked monotonously.
Batman said nothing and simply nodded, continuing on his way.
He entered the room, the corners of his mouth turning up in to a slight grin. The sight of his enemy sending chills down his spine and making his heart run rapid.
The Knight's smile grew wider as the criminal's head rose, his painted faded in places. He felt a giggle escape his lips as the villain fruitlessly tired to blow strands of his gree