Chapter Sixty-Three: Falling Apart

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Previously on Penguin's Bird:

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CH62:

"Whenever she is around you, it feels as though the temperature drops and that she has power over your body... like she has control of your soul"

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I could control and take souls at will and return them when I saw fit, just like a Reaper...

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"The Cult they've taken him, Harvey..."

"Who you calling?"

"Alfred, he needs to know what happened..."

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CH53:

"Do you think it'll work this time?"

"Of course I do! It has to!"

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"My name's Dwight and this is Gus, now what's your name?"

"Ana..."

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CH54:

"I'm not afraid of anyone, James, the least of my worries are the criminally insane, I mean it's not like I am one..."

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CH60:

"There are key parts of my life that I am still missing, you know why? Because you know me... I'm guessing you know more about me than you'd like to admit..."

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CH54:

"Don't you remember who you really are? You dying?"

"I never died, Bruce,"

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CH52:

"Jerome was a spare chess piece that I didn't need,"

"I LOVED HIM!"

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CH61:

"Why didn't you kill me?"

"Because now you know, you're only alive because I want you alive, I want you to suffer like I suffered... You'll live in fear until you practically beg for death..."

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Chapter Sixty-Three: Falling Apart

Dacey's POV:

I walk down the high streets of Gotham wandering down the paths. I decided that I would walk to the cemetery today to try and find my Mother's grave so that I can pay my respects to her. It's the only honourable thing to do considering I never really got to say a proper goodbye to her as Penguin pushed her off of the clock tower and into the murky waters of Gotham. 

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