Arkham Asylum had one of its walls blown down by bombs. A group of people wearing all kinds of ugly masks rushed in with machine guns, killing almost anyone they saw.
They seemed unable to tell friend from foe. As long as something moved, they sprayed it with a burst of bullets first. Orderlies, patients, guards, doctors... everyone in Arkham Asylum was treated the same, riddled with bullets.
At the start of the raid, the casualties were horrific. Someone fell almost every second. Arkham might have been the most terrifying place in Gotham City, and nine out of ten of its psychiatric patients were extremely dangerous killers.
But these people were still only flesh and blood. They bled when shot, and they died.
Dilite was one of the unlucky ones, because the blown-out wall was right next to his room. Not long ago, one of Dilite's personalities had screwed him over and landed him in Arkham Asylum. He had thought he could coast through life there.
Instead, on his very first day, he was thrown into a room with some murderer. Dilite then used the power of one of his alternate personalities to kill him in return, causing a huge disturbance in Arkham. That day, the number of psychiatric patients killed by Dilite's alternate personalities exceeded ten.
In the end, Harley Quinn appeared and soothed Dilite's alternate personalities back into submission, allowing him to return to normal.
At that moment, Dilite was truly grateful that Gotham City had no death penalty. Otherwise, he would have sat in the electric chair more than a dozen times by now. But because of that incident, Dilite was locked in an isolated room under round-the-clock surveillance.
It was a little uncomfortable at first. After all, even when he went to the bathroom, cameras were