Batman huddled in the dark alley, clutching his side as blood seeped between his fingers. His breath came in ragged gasps, every movement sending waves of pain through his battered body. The toxin coursed through his veins, conjuring twisted visions of his worst fears.

"It's not real." He desperately tried to cling to reality, but the hallucinations only grew. A choked cry escaped his throat as he saw his parents gunned down before him again and again. He had to fight through this, for Gotham.