The room was cloaked in darkness, save for the faint glow of a distant streetlamp. The silence was heavy, oppressive. Suddenly, the window creaked open. Batman slipped inside, his cape a silent shadow.

He landed softly, eyes scanning the room. Papers and photographs cluttered a desk under the dim light of a single lamp. Moving forward, his gloved fingers brushed the evidence.

Footsteps echoed from the hallway. Batman melted into the shadows, still there