“ What's wrong? Where are you?” -nosmallact
‘‘I - I don’t know.’‘ And he didn’t know. He didn’t even knew if Clark was really there, talking to him through his comm. Bruce had no idea what was real and what wasn’t. The walls seemed to melt around him, the floor crawled with something he couldn’t see and he was cold...
Bruce knew he needed help, he knew it the moment he’d been hit full on the face by a cannister of Scarecrow’s gas. He just hoped he’d actually managed to get the comm working before it had taken effect.
‘‘Superman... Scarecrow...’‘
@nosmallact














