He watches from the shadows...

... and strikes when you least expect it.

"I am just a simple thief, stealing when i get the opportunity, women's purses, threatening people for money, cars, never anything of big importance, back alleys are my escape routes and shadows are my best friend... until that night... I never thought he would find me. He's always catching the big fry. I thought i was below his radar.
I was wrong...
nothing eludes his white piercing eyes. He's like the black devil you pray you'll never see. And nothing can prepare you for it! NOTHING! The terror!
I still remember the cold sweat running down my spine.
... and i ran, but i couldn't loose him, he dashes through the darkness, one moment you think he's behind you, then you hear something whizz through the air.
Suddenly! He appears in front of you.
... I tried to attack him with my crowbar but he blocked my strike with such strength and speed...
before I knew it I was hanging strapped on a black wire in front of the police station.
Three broken ribs, a broken wrist and four teeth missing..."

- story of an Arkham Asylum inmate, "Encounters with the Gotham's dark crusader"

Batman...
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