"Ugh... ugh..."
Inside Gotham Prison, Bane lay helplessly moaning. He was now paralyzed from the neck down, with nothing but his eyelids left to move. Compared to him, Hawking qualified as a star athlete.
After Christmas, Zuo Ci hadn't handed Bane over to Batman right away. Instead, he'd spent half an hour giving him a kind, innocent, and friendly reeducation in character and values, then left him like this.
"Hey, hey, hey. Quit making all that noise. Don't you know how annoying it is?"
Outside the cell, Zuo Ci tapped the iron bars with a police baton he'd gotten from who knew where, frightening Bane so badly that tears instantly streamed from his eyes.
God, why are you tormenting me like this? Just kill me already!
Watching Bane weep helplessly, Zuo Ci hammered the bars again like a sadistic prison guard.
"All right, all right. What's a grown man doing crying all the time? All I did was make your entire body immobile, leave you itching all over twenty-four hours a day, and throw in a chance to appreciate footage of yourself getting thoroughly fucked.
I didn't even design your cell to leave your ass sticking out. That's already pretty merciful, okay?
Besides, it's not like you can never get out. Once you've served your sentence, you can start a new life, can't you? Seriously."
At those words, Bane remembered the twenty-five-hundred-year prison sentence he'd received for causing massive destruction, and his helpless tears flowed even harder.
"This might sound a little sentimental, but isn't this going a bit too far?"
Standing beside Zuo Ci, Harvey spoke cautiously, finding it a little hard to stomach the wretched state Bane was in.
Harvey had originally planned to enjoy a vacation with his wife on Christmas Day. Instead, he'd woken up to