The moment he opened his eyes.
Allen found pairs of eyes staring at him.
"Don't look at me like that. You're making me so shy, hehehehe..."
Allen pulled the blanket over his head and let out a chilling laugh.
Hiss...
The criminals' scalps immediately tingled.
This guy had suddenly appeared in Arkham Asylum, instantly drawing everyone's attention.
That was right—he had appeared out of thin air without any warning. It was far too strange, so they had gathered around to see what was special about him.
"Something's not right."
Allen flung off the blanket, swept his gaze over the people beside his bed, and asked in confusion, "Why are you all in Arkham Asylum?"
Two-Face, Scarecrow, Penguin, Riddler, Mad Hatter... Poison Ivy was the only one who reasonably should have been there.
Before traveling through the timeline, he had even said goodbye to Poison Ivy.
"We came back voluntarily," Edward admitted frankly.
"So you finally realized you're mentally ill and decided to turn over a new leaf by accepting treatment." Allen wore the gratified expression of a teacher pleased with a promising student.
You're the mentally ill one. Your whole family is mentally ill.
"There are vampires everywhere outside. They came here for shelter," Poison Ivy Lillian explained.
"Hole-sucking ghosts..."
Allen dragged out the words, the smile on his face gradually brightening as he said thankfully, "There are actually ghosts that improper? Good thing I'm a man, so they can't suck me."
"..."
"They bite people's necks and drink blood. They're blood clans that can't see sunlight. What are you even talking about?" Lillian patiently explained in detail.
"Those kinds of vampires."
Allen could not help feeling disappointed.
Everyone looked at him with disgust. What the hell were you disappointed about?
Through their conversation, he learned that Gotham City was