mind_blown | THE LOST DAYS... Round 1.

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THE LOST DAYS... Round 1.

It's all darkness.

The feeling of nothingness, of being nothing. Of not existing. You have no thoughts, you will never have any thoughts again. While that fact is not comforting, because you cannot be comforted anymore, it is true.

There's a certain rest to being... nothing. And to both knowing and not knowing, that your time is done.

So it's all the more unfortunate when you feel, because you shouldn't feel. And the feeling is burning in your lungs, which you shouldn't have. Because you are- or were- nothing.

And then, you inhale a desperate gasp of air and open your eyes...

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You feel it though, right? Something wrong here...?

I do. Even Hood appears to be on alert for something.

Do you need backup?

[ He shakes his head without thinking about it. It's Gotham—it's his home. Even seen through Jason's own world view, he can handle it!

But before he's even finished the motion he's already frowning, pulling a hand back from the door ]

... He said Arkham isn't coming up in his intel. It's a bad sign. ...It would be unwise to go alone.

[ It's not asking for help if he doesn't literally say the words, right?? ]