"I don't know what it is. I suppose hallucination to everyone else. It's real to me. I see it right now. It's hand is on my shoulder." Jonathan turned his head slightly, looking at a hand that wasn't there. "It's growling in my ear. It's not like when you see something and it's gone. It's not something that whispers in my ear all day. It's just there. The Scarecrow is in me. Well. No. I am in the Scarecrow."

Jonathan smiled as he crept through his dark room and crouched down to pull a basket out from under his bed. Inside, he had some many test tubes and vials full of random chemicals.

"It's not just the Scarecrow. Everyone is part of his world. I know logically you don't have green, burning eyes or blood oozing from your mouth but I see it. On and off. It flickers." These days, he could battle it enough to be able to see people as normal for a while but in this room especially, that went out of the window. Jonathan inhaled deep. "I like green."