Riddlebird: a Nygmobblepot Tale

Chapter three: Professor Strange's plot

Gertrude POV

I wake in a bed, feeling the warmth surrounding me.

I gasp as I see Aunt Lee watching over me.

"Aunt Lee? Wha--"

"You almost died, little dove. You're lucky. J usually doesn't let his victims live."

"What?"

"J. He chooses who lives and who dies in his acid lair."

I stare at Aunt Lee for a moment, then sigh in defeat.

"What now?" Lee suddenly snaps.

"Lost J, he must've taken off with his goons before Jim could get him."

"Is he out looking?"

"Yes. And the entire GCPD. Harvey's losing his mind over there."

I stare at the two of them in shock.

The fuck is going on?!

"Um, excuse me! What's happening?" I say in confusion.

"Professer Strange kidnapped you and sold you to J as a victim. A sacrifice. J is a serial killer and Strange keeps him flush with victims. Seems J can't get enough of these little blondes." Barbara says quietly. I stare at her wordlessly, trying to wrap my brain around the whole J-Hugo-Acid tank thing.

"But why the acid?"

"Huh?"

Why does he kill with acid?"

"He was created by acid."

My God....I almost died...

J could have killed me...

And then he'd kill my parents....

God....

"Lee! We gotta go! Incident at the Grundy apartment building. Explosion. Need a coroner." Alvarez suddenly appears.

Grundy....

8:05 Grundy....

Chez moi...

Dad's old apartment...

Shit....