>>5791471>>5791472>>5791516"If you could that would be nice, I just can't shake this feeling. I felt so afraid, I felt so..." Your words drift off as the puzzle pieces click.
"Dr.Crane." You blurt out.
"The Scarecrow?" Hawthorne replies. He scratches his head. "Last I checked he's been in Arkham as well for a while."
"Could be a copy cat? Maybe someone looking to pick up where he left off?" You suggest
Hawthorne nods but reluctantly. "Could be, we have a new Red Hood every year it seems."
You groan in frustration. "I wish for once it had been more clear, but usually I have to be a lot closer to the danger before I start hearing whispers."
Hawthorne puts a hand on your shoulder and gives you a squeeze. "Don't get frustrated rookie, you've given us the most valuable thing we can get. A head's up. I'll get this to the Commander and we'll keep an eye out."
Hawthorne starts to walk away before turning back to you. "No matter what anyone says DeLucia, I believe in you. Even if you are just a rookie." He gives you a final nod and makes a beeline for the Watch Commander's office. You try to take a breath and loosen up your muscles, this vision had you on edge. It's the first time you had a hallucination that affected you personally, that scream still lingers in your ears. Before long the junior officer returns with the coffees, you take them off his hands and send him off with a thanks. Kimble meets you at the door and takes the cup from your hand.
"Thanks Rookie, I gotta go real quick, watch commander called for me." He flashes you a wide smile and leaves you alone with Banks.
He takes his coffee and offers a thank you but before long he's lost in his own world, staring into file while bobbing his leg anxiously. You notice the bags under his eyes.
>"Everything okay, Banks? Looking tired." >"So I just had a vision that Scarecrow might be attacking the opening." >Keep Quiet and mind your own business. >Try to Scry on Banks and get more information. >Write-In 