The Dark Joke

(Batman Fan Fiction)

Part 1:

It’s several hours after midnight. The room would be pitch dark if it were not for the city lights seeping in through the window.

Comic opens up to an elderly white lady with wispy gray hair and a polka dot nightgown. Lying alone in bed, the lady struggles to get up. The sagging skin beneath her arms begins to shake irrepressibly as she attempts to slowly push herself up. Every one of her minor movements is followed by a pause and a twitch as the creaky bedframe works against her intentions of keeping all-current endeavors quiet and hidden.

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