Kirk had turned the nursing station into a blood bath to put it as lightly as possible. As he let the last doctor fall to the floor he burst out of the doors, still a little wobbly on his feet. He made his way down the hall, smearing blood on the walls as he tried to keep from falling. Kirk could feel Man-Bat raging against his skull wanting to take flight and sore off into the night, but he fought as well as he could against the monster. He managed to evade some of the guards that were swarming around the building by sticking to the shadows. He was heading towards a exit until he heard the familiar laughter of the crazed clown. Kirk grew a slight smile as a thought came to him. His new destination was no longer the exit but the Joker and whatever crazed plan the clown had cooked up.