Fear Madness and The Sherriff Part 3

[MadHatterMyst]

*After all of the inmates were put in a trance by Hatter the place is as good as abandoned*

Hatter: "Hello, good to see you! Lovely day, what?"
Random Prisoner: "Errrr..."
Scarecrow "Stop fooling around you imbecile! We need to release the dream gas!"
Hatter: "Ah yes, once Gotham gets a whiff of this stuff, it'll be like they were in my old dream machine. Completely wrapped up, in their own privated Wonderlands..."
Scarecrow "Huh! Nightmares more like! Those fools fill be trapped within an eternity of bad dreams."
Hatter "What?! That's inhuman!"
Scarecrow "Yes? Well so is this!!!"

*Scarecrow has nabbed one of Hatter's chips and uses it to put him into a trance*
Scarecrow "You never did have the killer insticnt Tetch. So, how does it feel to become victim to your own technology? Oh yes, I forgot. You already know don't you? That whole incident with the Joker... Anyway, now I'm in control! I am the master of fear and you are my puppet! I am the lord of shadows! The prince of nightmares! I AM THE PUMPKIN KING!!!"

*Scarecrow laughs maniacally while Hatter just stares blankly into space*

[ReaperX]

Reaper's motorbike pulls up outside the prison. Parking it, he begins his slow, omnious walk towards where he knows the vilains to be. His scythe with have many victims tonight!

[MadHatterMyst]

(Mad Hatter's POV)

I open my eyes blearily, trying to remember what happened.
"Ungh...where in Wonderland?"

Scarecrow is in another room, but I can still hear him laughing maniacally to himself. What have I gotten myself into?

(Scarecrow's POV)

I chuckle to myself, smug about my victory over that gullible Carroll-freak Jervis Tetch. I pace up and down for a moment, bored. I suddenly realised why I invited Jervis (other than his technical expertise), his cheery, Wonderland obsessed banter was always a source of amusement for me.
"Perhaps I should release him, then I could use my gas to find out what HIS fear was. Probably Jabber-phobic, hehe." Soon, my chuckle erupts into a deranged laugh, my whole body shakes as I gasp for air. Recovering, I toss my head back and shout

"NO-ONE CAN STOP THE SCARECROW NO-ONE!"