Gotham's Panic

Plants Don't Always Have Cell Walls

(Y/N) woke up in a dark cell. As she stood up, she saw that she had been chained to the wall. What...? What happened? Where am I? In a panic (Y/N) looked around for anything remotely similar to her. The ground and walls had checkered tiles with a bunch of words all over them. She noticed how the words were written in a different language, one she didn't know. Why is it written in a circle?

She glanced around and saw others in the same predicament as her. They were scared. Scared and confused about why they were here. Most of the women, (Y/N) noticed, hid their faces. The men tried to hide in the darkest part of their cell.

She looked to her left and saw a small child. He was about nine or ten. He looked up at her with scared, worried eyes. (Y/N) felt sick to her stomach.

"Are you alright?" She whispered to him. The boy shook his head in response. "We're going to get out of here, okay." The boy shook his head in response again, then put a finger up to his mouth to tell her to be quiet. 

(Y/N) sat back down. She was scared. Pulling her legs up to her chest, she did what the others were doing and stayed quiet.

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Looking for the sixteen people was a lot easier than both Tim and Jason thought. "How many are left to find now," Tim asked. "Four?" Jason shook his head and held up three fingers. They were almost done. 

Right now they were on top of the best candy shop in Gotham. Right below them was two of the last three. They were trying to break into the store. Tim watched as Jason dropped down and knock them out. 

Tim scanned both of the men. The bombs inside of them weren't activated, just like the others. Tim didn't understand it. Why would Joker go through all of the trouble of putting fake micro sized bombs in people if he wasn't going to activate them. 

"Let me guess," Jason said, "They're fake."

Tim shook his head in response. "I just don't understand," Tim shouted. "Why? Why the hell go through the trouble of planting fake bombs? Is he trying to use a scared tactic on people? Is he trying to trick us into-" He cut himself off. The Joker was stalling them, he was trying to get them to focus on parts of the picture and not the whole thing. 

Tim looked at Jason who had realized the entire situation. Jason took off his helmet and sat down on the bench near the shop as Tim paced back and forth.

"Why don't you check in on your friend," Jason said, "I think she might want to know how everything is." Tim nodded.
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With her back up against the cell wall and her mind thinking about what was going to happen to her, she read the little scribbles on the floor. Well, she tried to. It was hard to decipher what it said. As she was focused on the scribbles, a small vine started to grow.

It drew (Y/N)'s eyes away from the writing. She watched at it grew bigger and bigger with parts of the vine branching off and into all the cells. The others glanced at the flowers that grew. It was intrigued, yet scared them at the same time. The small vines that grew, tied itself around (Y/N)'s leg.
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A/N: I know, short bad chapter. But I wanted to update. I have been busy with exams. So sorry.