MadImpetuousThing97

  Escaping from Arkham Asylum had proven to be a difficult task, but not an impossible one. Several long years of planning and patiently biding her time had paid off at last, and Poison Ivy was once again unleashed upon the streets of Gotham. The city had changed so much since the dawn of this new millennium, which made navigating through the dark alleys a bit challenging, but eventually she found the way to her destination. In her absence, the Turkish Bath House that she once called her own little Eden had become a gloomy dungeon full of nothing but destroyed laboratory equipment and dead plants. There was no doubt it had been raided by Batman or the GCPD, but Pamela still had hope that she could salvage something from the destruction. She began to rummage through cabinets and table draws, looking for anything that might have been overlooked by the law. Suddenly, while blindly reaching into a cabinet overhead, she felt something. The little plastic bag was just abou...