Imagine....

Your head.... oh, your head. It felt like it was going to fall off at any moment. You could barely remember a thing. Only bits and pieces. Jonathan.... he was there. He did something to you.

"That was some fear you have (Y/N). It was fun to project. I hope you liked it." His evil eyes looked right back at you as you regained full consciousness, knowing full well you were one of his little experiments. He couldn't fight the serum. He tried so hard.

But he eventually gave in. And now? He's something much worse than you could have ever imagined. Scarecrow. Fitting name for what he does. He loves to scare the minds out of his victims. Project their fears to them and watch them fall apart.

And your fear? He knew all too well. You two had grown up together. He knew you better than anyone ever could. And now, you completely regretted that. You didn't want to give up on him because truth be told, you loved him. But you didn't know how to get passed all the madness anymore.

You feared losing your family. Losing him. You lost your father to a madman. And ever since, you were scared to death of losing anyone else. It haunted you. And Jonathan knew it. He projected to you exactly what you feared most. Over and over and over until you went utterly insane. You were still trembling from the images you remember.

"You're doing great. You're the perfect test subject for me. You never tell me no. Not that you could. I could easily kill you." His eyes bore into your soul it seemed. And you were completely shut down. You could barely move. He was pumping you full of this madness. And he would do it until you were in his own image.

He wanted you to feel what he felt. See what real, true fear felt like. So, he wouldn't be alone anymore. He was driving the whole city mad with their fears. And he was far from over.