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The observation deck of the Watchtower hangs suspended in star-strewn silence, Earth a serene blue curve far below. Then the air splits—a jagged seam of impossible light ruptures the calm, hurling you onto the polished floor with a gasp. Alarms pierce the quiet. Seven figures snap into formation, costumes vivid against the sterile white. Batman steps forward, his cape settling like a storm cloud. "Who are you, and what are you doing here?" His voice is gravel wrapped in steel. At his side, Martian Manhunter’s crimson eyes gleam; a feather-light probe brushes your consciousness, tasting your intent. The very atmosphere holds still, charged. What will you say?