The Question and Alfred look on, helpless, as the Dark Knight goes to his darkest place. Although newly rescued from Scarecrow's prying clutches and delivered to the relative safety of the Batcave, there's no saving Batman from his own toxin-addled subconscious. A week of nightmares commences, and our hero wrestles with the mounting evidence that often he has not played the hero at all: In his rush to righteous glory, he's let villains live on to terrorize another day, and left dead and maimed children in his wake-all while playacting the life of a playboy. The slant of his off-kilter mind threatens to slide Batman irretrievably down into the abyss.