If I accepted Tiff's offer, I would never have another financial problem in my life. But in a world where it feels like I'm the only sane person for miles, how can I willingly sell my soul to the scum of Gotham? I've seen firsthand what those drugs can do. Sure, the money would be nice, but my soul's not for sale. Or, a young teacher tries to navigate life in Gotham and winds up entangled with both the Waynes and the Bats.