I looked at one of the booths and spotted the guard waking up from his unconscious state. He rubbed his head to regain clarity in his brain. He looked at my direction and called out.
“Quick, get in before more of them come!” He put in the control panel’s passcode, canceling the barrier, I walked in and he closed the barrier, activating it again.
“They came out of nowhere; I dragged Jerry in here, powered up the gate. Must’ve passed out,” he said groggily.
“Mane-iac went through that door! What’s on the other side?” I asked hastily.
“We call it Extreme Isolation, only way in is via the transport system,” he replied.
“Open it!” I ordered.
“Not a problem, I just need to call in another cell,” he said. He walked to the computer to bring in another cell so I can follow Mane-iac to end this.
“Okay. Something’s wrong here, the main security loop is locked,” he said worryingly as he toggled with the computer to call another cell. I know better and I know why it is locked. I looked at one of the monitors and the pony speaking to us is that despicable clown.
“Having a little trouble up there?” Mane-iac asked.
“Mane-iac.”
“Were you expecting maybe Two-Face?” she teased.
“There’s no escape, Mane-iac,” I said lividly.
“Silly Bats, I don’t want to escape! I’m having way too much fun, I have you here to keep a smile to my face!” she said excitedly.
“Not for long,” I said.
“Really? We’ll see, ta ta! Oh, and I forgot to say, just in case you are planning on following me, I’ve arranged a little insurance. Shining Armor is on his way to Bon-Bon as we speak,” she said.
Mane-iac pulled the camera to another monitor showing Armor and Boles in the booth as I left them. What I didn’t expect is that while Shining is having his back turned, Boles brought down his electrical baton and struck him on the back, knocking him out. I snarled slightly, he is one of Mane-iac’s inside ponies, one of many! He knocked out my brother!
“Officer Boles,” I said angrily.
Mane-iac cackled loudly as she is watching the incident. She looked up at me. “If I see you try to follow me, he dies. Bon-Bon is looking forward to it; maybe I film it and post it on the Internet!” She chuckles as she switched off the monitor. Now I have a mandatory mission: rescue my brother from the clutches of these two demented clowns. I walked out of the booth and am about to head down to the Transfer Loop the Holding Cells.
“The transport system is down. Best thing I could do is open the door you came in, sorry,” the guard said ruefully. I thought to myself about the incident.
“I should go back to the Holding Cells. Boles never was too smart, he’ll left a trail.”
I ran out of Extreme Isolation and back in the Transfer Loop. I heard my communicator came on.
“Batmare, what’s happening?” Oracle asked frantically.
“Mane-iac escaped, she sealed herself off. She’s got your father,” I replied.
“Oh, Dad,” Oracle exclaimed sadly.
“Don’t worry, I’m getting him back,” I said.
“Okay, I know, but-,” Oracle said worryingly.
“Oracle, I’m getting him back. Mane-iac would not win, I won’t let her. I’m starting to where he was taken: a guard named Frank Boles attacked him, if I find Frank, I’ll find your father,” I interrupted firmly.
“Twilight, hurry, please,” Oracle pleaded and switched off. I ran through the corridor to the Transfer Loop. As I ran through the corridor, the monitors mounted on the walls switched on to her.
“Ooh, I bet what you are wondering. Was it a clue that the great detective missed?” she asked. She laughed tiresomely while I continue to run towards to the Holding Cells to set up a crime scene.
“Oh, Frankie and I go way back, I got him out of a spot, uh, bother a few years back. So, if I need some security codes or an old pony being clubbed to the ground, I know just the pony to ask.”
While I am close at the end, I spotted two Blackgate inmates picking on a dead guard they killed, one holding a metal pipe. They mocked and threw rants at the deceased guard, with their backs turned.
“This guard only gave him a hard time,” one of them said.
“Yeah, want to place me in a cell? Oh, that’s right, you can’t!” I ran to one and kicked him in the back while the earth pony panicked.
“It’s the Bat!” he shouted. I kicked him in the head and performed Ground Takedowns on both of them and move on. I arrived at the Holding Cells where Shining Armor was abducted. I walked in and used my Detective Vision to see the room. I turned on my communicator:
“Oracle, I’m at the Holding Cells. I’m setting up a crime scene.”
“So, what’s the plan? Isolate something unique to Boles?” she asked.
“Exactly,” I said as I switched off. I put Detective Mode on Evidence Scanner to isolate any item or substance related to Boles so I could pick up a trail. My vision is no longer the usual dark blue hue and coloration of shading of people, objects, and the environment. I looked around the room searching for anything related until I spotted a flask that was rudely dropped on the ground with a type of whiskey spilling from the opening.
“Boles dropped his flask, sloppy. Let’s see what the forensic scanner picks up,” I said to myself. I scanned the dropped bourbon and after completion, the vision switched to different colors of forensic trails from yellow, blue, purple, green, orange then it finished to purple.
“I could follow the traces of Frank’s bourbon in the atmosphere.”
“Oracle, I got a trail,” I said as I turned on my communicator.
“That’s great, you follow it. I’m grabbing every reference to Arkham I can find, may be useful later,” she added and switched off. In my purple Detective Vision, I spotted a small puff cloud made out of Frank’s bourbon in the atmosphere while he was exhaling. I followed the puffs, leaving the Holding Cells and back to the Transfer Loop. The trail continues to the opposite end of the Loop and it leads back to the Secure Transit, where we formerly tried to take Mane-iac to the Holding Cells.