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Her lithe form slipped into an unassuming building, the stench of grease and industrial solvents thick in the air. It was the last known location of one of Riddler's safehouses. She knew she had to be careful; the Riddler was notorious for his traps and puzzles. As she crept through the darkened corridors, her acute hearing picked up the distant sound of gears whirring and locks clicking into place. Selina smirked beneath her mask; it was almost like he was begging her to come play.
