After less than a second of thought, Batman concluded that he had no means of dealing with an out-of-control psychiatric patient right now, even if he was skinny and wearing a straitjacket.
The psychiatric knowledge he had studied told him that many patients in the midst of an episode possessed terrifying strength. They were also utterly mad, unafraid of pain, and could suffer all kinds of horrifying hallucinations that made them extremely aggressive.
Under these circumstances, facing him head-on was not a good idea. Besides, Batman had already found the weakness item. The best course was to locate the exit Zatanna had mentioned, take the weakness item, and leave this memory.
But the clacking sound of metal rings dragging along the floor remained behind him, growing ever closer. When Batman turned around, he saw that Schiller, dressed in a straitjacket, was less than three meters away.
The light was too dim for Batman to make out his features clearly, but one thing stood out: the metal buckles on his straitjacket had been completely torn apart. He wore a metal mask that exposed only his eyes, but judging by that gaze, it had to be Schiller.
Batman immediately picked up speed and continued running downstairs. From Schiller's diary, he had already found a clue to the escape route.
The clacking resumed. Thanks to his prior experience dealing with murderers, Batman quickly found a room and slipped beneath the bed with swift movements.
From beneath the bed, Batman watched the door slowly open and a figure enter. Its shadow stretched across the polished floor and under the bed. From this angle, Batman could still see the straps of the straitjacket and the metal buckles dragging across the floor.
Batman watched Schiller, dressed in the straitjacket, circle the room. This Schiller apparently did