ALIVE. He murders me. MURDERS. ME. And he leaves him ALIVE. Alive to HURT, kill, and MAIM. To rob more people of their FRIENDS. Their family. Their MOTHERS. FATHERS. SONS. I was dead. DEAD. He HAS to know what he did to me. How he LEFT me. How it FELT. But I’m HERE. I came back. They don’t know why. But I DO. It’s OBVIOUS. I’ve come back to do what needs to be DONE.
Red Hood: The Lost Days #2