Crouching atop the parapets of Gotham Bedroom, the silent figure watches. By day, he appears to the world as playful Mr. Jinglepants, but it is no longer his true form. It is but a mask to cover the mask that he wears to unmask the man behind the mask. Or something. The clock on the wall ticks its endless rhythm. Evening shadows lengthen on the walls. He sees a cockroach scurry under a sock. He knows what he must do.
Via Imgur and super-submitter Andrew Y.