"This is how it all caves in, civilization on the wane, manners out the window. But who would believe me, I... I'm insane. I'm not even fit to stand trial.

The bell's already been rung. They heard it; the creatures the nightmares... They'll come... He'll come. He's angry... Ding-dong... Ding-dong... Ding-dong....."

IN THE END ALL ROADS LEAD TO DARKNESS!"  Written in Bold on his cell wall.  When he had been captured his machine destroyed itself upon it's once and only use. Most people thought he was a crackpot, that it didn't, couldn't do anything. That Bruce had lost it.  But others feared he really had reached out, altering recruiting others. That he found places with worst than those in Gotham. " Hell... No sweet dreams but hell of nightmares. From those who aren't laughing. The displaced.  The ones at fault..."

You could be afraid or you could try and dechiper.. Or not believe a word.