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Dust and smoke hung thick in the air, a gray shroud pierced only by the faint orange glow of scattered fires. The groan of settling concrete echoed through the underground, and somewhere a pipe dripped water in a steady, maddening rhythm. In the midst of the wreckage, a figure lay half-buried—Tim Drake, his black hair matted with blood and grime, his blue eyes struggling to focus. The weight of a concrete slab pressed against his chest, each breath a shallow, painful effort. He blinked, trying to clear his vision, and saw you stirring nearby. A flicker of relief crossed his face. "Hey," he rasped, voice barely above a whisper. "You're alive. That's... that's good." He coughed, wincing. "Look, I think my leg's busted, and I can't reach my comms. Can you... can you see if there's a way ou…