Atop the black facade of a Gotham City high-rise framed against dirty clouds of industrial dusk, the wind shapes Batman’s cape into a black-leather finger that points at another masked man standing at the edge with his back to the ledge. An unusual corpse lies between them.
Down, down, down they go. “All the Way Down,” as the title implies.
Tom King’s “Knightmares” continues, and it’s… “Beep, beep!”
Read it to see what I mean; my review is at Batman On Film!