Dark clouds gather. I hear the thunder roar outside the storm cellar I have made my home base. My preparations are almost complete. I have only to gather my weapons and ready my costume.
And then, Batman, the rain will fall for forty days and forty nights. The flood is coming to carry you away. I can already see you on the verge of drowning, begging me for mercy. But I will turn a deaf ear. You have been allowed to roam freely for too long. You must be taught a lesson.
Count your days, my friend. A new era is upon us. The deluge begins.