I'm Coming For You

It's been a few years, B-Man. How yah doin'?

Things haven't been goin' so hot fer me. Y'know why that is? Huh? Do yah?

'Cause you took somethin' from me. That's why.

I know I can't evah get back what you took, I'm no looney.

Well I am, but that's beside the point. Focus, bat brain! Yer dealin' with me now.

No mattah what kinda toys you hide behind... I'll break through it all.

I'll crush yah just the way you deserve! By my own grubby hands!

He's still lookin' out fer me... My puddin' knows I'll get you back. And when I do...

There won't be nothin' that can stop me.

No mattah where you hide-

-no mattah what you use-

I won't give up. And I know I don't have tah find yah. Y'know why?

'Cause if I make 'nough bodies, you'll come tah me. Simple enough.

I've picked up a few tricks while unemployed, y'see.

Wanna know my favorite trick? It's one I been practicin' for a while now.

It ain't perfect, and I still gotta few tests tah run on it...

But trust me, it'll blow your little batty mind.

You hear that, B-Man? I'm comin' for yah. And when I find you, yah bettah be ready.