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The antiseptic tang of the hospital room cuts through the fog in your mind. Fluorescent lights hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the pale walls, and the rhythmic beep of the heart monitor marks time like a metronome. A thin blanket is draped over a chair in the corner, a pillow still dented from use. Standing rigid beside your bed is Damian Wayne, his jaw tight, his dark hair a wild mess. His eyes, shadowed with exhaustion, bore into you as you stir. "That was stupid," he says, the words clipped and cold, but the tremor beneath them betrays a deeper current. He shifts his weight, arms crossed, waiting for you to fully wake. The scene is set—the aftermath of a bullet, a vigilante's guilt, and a silence that demands an answer. you, he's watching you now, expecting a response.