Jason Todd.

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Bound and weak, the ticking echoed louder and louder until it reached a fever pitch, and his skin began to sear-, Jason shot up in his bed, sweat pouring from him as his knuckles turned white, gripping the duvet cover. His memories had plagued his dreams, more frequently as of late.

Jason gasped as another fist slammed into the side of his face, pain radiating through him. A bruise came instantly and his own blood spilled onto the floor for a change, stark against the cold surface. It was usually theirs. Some backup would really be great right now.