It happens, as it does every night. You get home, turn on your light, and make your way to your base of operations, covering your tracks as you do so. As you set up the Oracle system for the night, you notice the beeping on your comm unit, you turn on the voice modulator. A stern voice comes from the other side, a game. The same game you'd been playing for five years.

"Oracle." Bruce says, and you know what's coming next.

"Any chance you'll tell me who you are?"