Generally Batman loved the darkness, but that was when he could still see and understood his surroundings. Neither of those applied here, he was blind from his own cape and Batman had no knowledge of where the Joker just took him. All Batman knew was that it involved being drug around and several stairs that he had been pulled down unceremoniously. She had been evil and cruel, yet he had a vague feeling she could have been worse so in that regard he was grateful she held back. Of course it didn't make his body feel any better in the present.<br/><br/>He felt her body press into his as he stumbled backward barely maintaining his balance. It would of course had been easier if he had the use of his hands or eyes, but he had neither. Amongst all things he was forced to listen to the Joker drawl on about capturing him and the need to take pictures together. Pictures that would provide fuel to the flames of revenge he desperately craved at this point.<br/><br/>Eventually the backs of his knees hit the bench as he awkwardly stumbled down into it and nearly toppled backward. He might have had it not been for the Joker's grip on his makeshift leash, not that he knew exactly what it was. "Mmmmmphhhh mmmmmm!" He tried hard to hell at her, but the panties in his mouth stopped him. Batman had no feeling for his surroundings, but still tried to listen for anything that might give it away. The issue remaining was that there was no ambient sound other than the Joker and himself.