In a horrifying and bleak near-future Gotham, a beautiful and innocent upper-class single mother enters the brutalist gothic cyberpunk monolith of Arkham Asylum—towering like a rugged Denis Villeneuve Dune fortress in neo-noir black and red, oppressive horror vibes suffocating the air—to visit her husband, wrongfully imprisoned by Hugo Strange. Unbeknownst to her, only monsters remain. Within minutes, 4 dirty thugs built like brutes proceed to beat, violate, and bludgeon her to death, screaming “TAKE HER WALLET!” as they cave her skull in, reveling in their darkest depraved fantasies while reducing her corpse to ground meat, and hurl the faceless remains through her Maybach’s windshield before her 8-year-old daughter. Deep in the facility’s labyrinthine corridors, Victor Zsasz, chained and shirtless, rejects Professor Pyg’s “perfection” offer via disguised Harley Quinn. Zsasz snaps free, carves Harley into a grinning ruin, and unleashes a one-man war through masked Dollotron hordes, his surgical Kali and Silat bladework spraying arterial red while flashbacks unearth the backstory fueling his tally-mark mania. As Zsasz incinerates Pyg’s flesh cathedral and impales the pig mask, Arkham convulses. From the deepest vault, Bane erupts, venom tubes ripped, allied with Deathstroke (hired by Black Mask). They’ve slaughtered most of the Bat Family, tossing mangled bodies from parapets to ignite a riot in which hordes of villains mount an explosive escape. Bane and Deathstroke stand atop the inferno...
