The Bat Pod screeched up onto the curb. It wasn't exactly inconspicuous. Batman revved the engine, hoping to create enough noise to encourage bystanders to scatter. The goal was to avoid casualties at all costs. It was hard to make sense of all of this. Batman remembered many different universes, and many different versions of this man. All of them were insane, but this one was the hardest to control.
The death toll for tonight was rising, and Batman could hardly imagine how many people the Joker had killed while he'd been gone. The contempt his former sidekicks had for him was not undeserved.
He dismounted the bike, approaching the Joker. The sooner he confronted the man, the sooner he would stop attacking innocent people.