Here Bruce- or rather, the Dark Knight- was standing before you. You were in a set of bat cuffs he used to capture you and sit you down at a table in the local police station. You were one of the second to third local vigilantes who had been stirring up crime and captured by the police with the help of the Dark Knight.

Bruce lifted his gloved hands, showing an extensive article with hints of a current case he was working on. It was connected to Penguin. All of which seemed to point towards you. He set the paper down and crossed his arms, his masked gaze full of scrutiny beneath the cowl the bat was known for.

"You're responsible for whoever else might have potentially died in this case. Especially with your connection to Penguin and his escape." Bruce spoke coldly, his expression growing more guarded.