Tied to a chair in a dark room

When Batgirl finally wakes up it is very sudden, she gasps and breathes the clean non-gaseous air from whatever room this is. Their is a light that shines above her head, illuminating a circle in the room with her in the center. She is tied to a chair, unable to move her arms or legs. Just great. This was supposed to be a victory for her, something to prove her merit to Batman, but instead she has been captured.

She hears a door open behind her, and for a brief moment the room is mostly lit up, giving her a brief view of her surroundings. The floor is concrete, and the walls brick. Their is little to nothing else in the room except for one thing in front of her that she could not see before, a camera testing atop a tripod. Her heart sinks at the sight of it.

“Well well” Two-Face says with a growl as he walks around her to stand in front of her. She hears other footsteps too, and she guesses that their are at least two thugs in the room, but as the door shuts all she can see is Two-Face, who stands before her under the light, “look like we caught ourselves a Bat!” Two-Face reaches one his arms out over to the camera and turns it on. Then, with the click of a button a small red light is visible in the darkness.

“For too long these vigilantes have been terrorizing Gotham” he begins, staring toward the camera, his usual growl replaced with the voice Harvey Dent once used when court was in session, “but now we have one here to face justice.” He gestures to the tied up Batgirl, “since this is a special case I have already determined her guilt, so now all we need to do is figure out the nature of her punishment.”

Two-Face holds up a coin, “let us begin” he says, his growl returning. “Heads, we remove the mask” he then flips the coin, “tails, we remove the suit.”

“Stop this!” Batgirl yells authoritatively, “I'll—“ Suddenly Two-Face turns and backhands Batgirl, shutting her up. “Before I forget, boys put the shock collar on her!” he orders. Before Batgirl can completely recover from the surpringly strong hit a thug puts a collar around her neck.

“There” Two-Face says, “now to see where we shall begin...” he then flips the coin up into the air, the silver dollar turning in midair.