Bruce sprinted through the locked GCPD building, looking for a specific room.

Gordon had called him, says there is a dangerous young killer in the building and is collecting bones for some unknown reason, but killed the officer to get his bones.

Dick is with him, panting from running through long corridors filled with corpses some of which were missing skin but all of them had at least one bone missing, "Bruce, you still haven't told me why we're here or what we're looking for." He said, looking at his mentor.

"Just follow me," Bruce said, still running at full speed, which made Dick groan.

They kept running until Bruce heard a noise in the morgue and ran into a large room, and saw the killer sewing something together - bones and skin.

“Stop right there,” his cold, deep voice echoed throughout the room, his focused eyes never leaving your figure.