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The Gotham night is a cold, wet shroud—rain slicks the alley’s rusted fire escapes, and the only light is a flickering streetlamp that casts long shadows. You shiver, not from the chill, but from the sudden return of sensation after years of nothing. A heavy black cape is draped over your shoulders before you can react. Bruce Wayne stands before you, his jaw tight, rain dripping from his cowl. He turns, a blur of motion, and the sound of bone hitting brick echoes briefly. Then silence. He returns, wiping blood from his gauntlet. "What's your name? Do you know which year this is?" His voice is a low, guarded thing—like he’s afraid of the answer.