Batman - Black and White Motion Comics
S01E10 - Perpetual mourning
Make yourself
at home in this world.
From where you are now
you can probably see it all.
You know now that hospitals are not
the worse places of human despair.
The back alleys of the city,
the shadows,
the places of interminable
tortures, the battlefields,
all the places where
human misery and inequity
try to avoid the light of day
are now open to your vision.
Tell me, dear soul, is it true
that we live only in a dream?
At a dizzying speed and then
move on to leave a space for others?
Others for whom we must leave
a clean place setting.
Does the individual
count for nothing?
Are we only preserving the
general features of humanity?
The broad brush strokes?
I know you can't
answer these questions,
but you're welcome anyway.
Come in. Share the banquet.
Share this dance.
You had no identification.
Your clothing was torn.
No r*pe occurred.
What did you have that had to
be paid for with your life?
Spare change?
Jewelry?
In other words, nothing.
Typical.
Time to begin.
Immediately I noticed
the bruised and fractured carpus.
The b*stard.
Bruised platysma.
The spaces indicate
she was either
being strangled or an
unintentional leverage point.
Struggled for air, for life.
I noticed she had
suddenly began to smile.
For a brief moment,
I think she's trying
to ease my pain, my remorse
for seeing her like this,
but then I remember
it's simply rigor mortis
setting in.
Dried blood is
caked in her mouth.
She knew she was dying.
I'd like to think she cracked him
with dirt in the mouth.
The lacerations on her knuckles
indicate the possibility.
That's my girl.
Wait.
A closer look.
Well, I'll be damned.
The piece
of the b*stard's tooth.
A DNA business card
with a name and address.
She got you.
She got you, you b*stard.
There's still one more thing
left for you to do.
You've allowed me
to step inside your circle.
Allow me to search
your body for answers.
Now, let me reach
into your soul.
I need your name.
People think I'm
a knight, a savior,
but in truth I'm only a vessel
to hold the memories
of those who've passed on,
those with no shell
left to store them.
They must think
I revel in my victories.
It must seem like
I never lose a fight.
I lose plenty.
The ones I couldn't get to.
The ones I couldn't
save in time.
Those are the ones
I carry around inside of me.
Those are the ones
I'll mourn forever.
Excuse me, do any of you
know this woman?
That's Chelsea.
She comes in here all the time.
She, um, left here
only a couple of...
Why do you...
Oh god.
No, dear girl.
Luckily, you hadn't digested
your last meal, Chelsea.
There are only a few places
in the neighborhood
where you were found
that serve blueberry pie
at this hour of the morning.
You only have your
thoughts and dreams
ahead of you.
You're someone.
You mean something.
I'll remember.
You're within me now.
Forever.
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