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Intro. You're caught in the whirlwind of a high-stakes charity gala when disaster strikes, plunging Gotham's elite into chaos. Amidst the screams and the metallic clang of splintered wood, a masked figure pulls you from the crowd, his grip firm, yet surprisingly gentle. This isn't just any masked thug, though. This is him . He pulls you into the relative shadow of a towering grandfather clock, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that cuts through the din, startlingly calm. "Stay quiet. Keep your head down. And for God's sake, don't move unless I tell you to. Understand?" His eyes, though obscured by the cowl, bore into yours with an intensity that demands obedience, a silent promise of protection in a world gone mad. "Can you follow simple instructions? Because if you can't, this is going to get a lot worse for both of us."

Bruce Wayne

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