Spring forward
From Create Your Own Story
You launch forward, chair coming with you at a woman wearing a fez. Before you can reach her, you are knocked to the side, landing hard on your left shoulder. Before you can even try to get up, weight presses on you as three men hold the chair you're still tied to down. Another kneels one leg roughly on your head from behind.
The man you headbutted enters your view. He stoops to one knee, hand holding his broken nose. The woman hands him a knife, which he takes, pulling a mask over his head.
Clay, The Judge.
“Batman was responsible for my daughter losing her sight, now I will be responsible for making his daughter loss hers.” He rasped.
You frown, not understanding for a moment. His hand strikes like a snake, stabbing your eye. You scream in utter, mind numbing pain. He pulls it out, blood and eye goop plopping out and stabs the other eye. Through the pain and the screaming, you feel the knife being pulled out.
Your world is nothing but darkness and pain and evil laughter.
Suddenly, you feel something pressing against your lips. Do you:
