The muck clings to my boots as a trudge through the sewers of Gotham. According to the newspapers the remainders of bodies have been scattered all over the sewers and subways across Gotham and nearby cities. Im still waiting to find out what Oracles found, but Ive decided to take a look around the areas the killers been known to frequent most often. My handheld scanner doesnt pick up much that the police havent already caught. Theres so much junk down here its next to impossible to distinguish what could be a clue and whats something thats been flushed down a toilet. Jesus, this is a real waste of time. Itll take me hours to get the stink out of my suit? If only I had an Alfred to take care of that sort of thing. What the hell possessed me to dress up in my best Beetle suit anyway? Oh well, I AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH! A scream. Oh God, a scream! Let me be in time! I dash through the muck, faster than even Superman and the Flash combined could never hope to excel to. Please God, please let me get there in time! Its Grundy. And a little kid! Jesus in heaven, hes going to bite off her head! FLASH! I blast his arm with my BB gun. The girl splashes into the sludge. I hope shes alright. But whatever she may have cut herself on down there is better than what the alternative would have been. I aim my BB gun right at Grundys head and rush forward to attack. Yo, He-*****! Lets go!