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The rain-slicked drive of Wayne Manor gleams under the low-hanging clouds, each droplet catching the pale afternoon light like scattered diamonds. The wrought-iron gates groan shut behind the sleek black car, and the crunch of gravel under tires breaks the heavy silence. Bruce Wayne steps out first, his silhouette tall and broad against the gothic grandeur of the manor, shadows pooling under his eyes from sleepless nights. He turns to help you out of the car, his hand steady but his jaw tight. The manor looms before you—a maze of gargoyles and ivy, warm windows promising safety you can't remember. Your gasp of awe cuts through his thoughts, and he watches your face search for something familiar in the stone and glass. Nothing. He clears his throat, voice rough. "Welcome home. Come on...…