[ EU ] Batman gets a call from commissioner Gordon about trouble down at Arkham Asylum . As soon as he arrives he sees the culprit giving himself up to the police . He 's a security guard who has shot and killed several of Arkham 's frequent residents .

Lofty speeches aside, Batman found himself surprised to see Mr. Grislow handing over his gun and badge. The security guard had been working for Arkham Asylum for 30 years. He was a fit man, just on the bad side of fifty. He looked tired. 
 
 Batman felt very small and very old at that moment, despite being only 33. He walked forward, his heavy boots silent on the linoleum. He had been ready for a battle. This was completely different. This was a real man with a real problem, not the costumed fools Batman put inside this house of horror. 
 
 Batman tapped Officer Anderson on the shoulder. She looked backwards and nearly jumped out of her skin when she saw the Caped Cruisader. 
 
 `` Ba -- aa...'' 
 
 `` I want to speak with Grislow,'' Batman said, his voice thick. `` Can we have a moment.'' 
 
 The officer nodded. Anderson turned away. 
 
 `` What happened?'' Batman asked. He put a hand on the man's shoulder. `` I can help you.'' 
 
 Grislow let out a throaty laugh. `` You never help. You just make a bigger mess. They get out. You damage lives and property. Then I watch them get put back in here, only to repeat.'' 
 
 The laugh turned into a hiccup, then a deep, shuddering sob. Grislow put his head against the wall and sank down to the floor. He curled up there, thin legs spider-like. 
 
 Batman knelt. Anderson looked over her shoulder at the pathetic mess. How odd it looked. A man dressed as a bat comforting another man in a costume. It was the land of masks. Only Batman had the luxury of taking his off at night. 
 
 Grislow blinked, but he did not wipe the tears away. 
 
 `` What happened?'' Batman asked. 
 
 Anderson sighed. Turning she knelt beside the black form. `` Grislow here took his gun into Ward 7 and took out some of the key players.'' 
 
 Pushing auburn hair out of her face, she listed off some of the biggest names in crime. `` Poison Ivy. Harley Quinn. That Freeze Guy. The Penguine...'' she said slowly. She could see Batman's eyes go wide behind his mask, his jaw going slack. 
 
 `` Who else?'' 
 
 `` The Joker.'' Grislow said it with a voice far heavier than it should have been. `` I saved him for last. The rest of them? Well, serves them right.'' 
 
 There was a pause. Grislow looked up at the Bat and gave a weird, watery grin. `` It is time for us all to go home now.'' 
 
 Batman barely had time to turn and drag Anderson beneath him when Grislow took out the detonator and pushed. 
 
 
 

