Wayne Manor was already a pretty spooky place. It was old, and though it was very well cared for, the fact alone that it was old added to the slight mystery.

And now, with no noises from the many people who lived there running around, the lights out, it was even scarier. The rooms were so big the flashlight almost didn’t reach from one end to the other. The quiet creaks of floorboards moved as the light slowly swayed from one end to the other, any place not illuminated being shrouded in darkness. Fall winds rustled the trees to lightly tap on the windows. Then-

A yell, and Tim jumped out. He cracked up, almost doubled over as he held his stomach.

“Oh jeez! I didn’t think you’d get so scared,” he cackled loudly. “Okay, okay, you found me -- I’ll help you look for the others.”