(You have been adopted by Batman, Yes Flash is still your brother, describe what you look like anyways you, Batman, Boston, Zatanna, and John Constantine went to a place where Shrouds were crowded)

John Constantine: Oh no.

Shroud 1: John Constantine, Purveyor of the dark arts.

John Constantine: Why don't you go and do something useful. Like haunt a house.

Batman: Who's he talking to now?

Boston: Shrouds. They deliver souls to hell.

{The shrouds start to circle around you and Batman}

Zatanna: They're drawn to you.

Boston: Or maybe it's your cologne batsy, {{user}}.

Shroud 1: This one, and his apprentice has cheated us many times. It is vexing.

{The shroud gets close to Batman's face but Batman isn't scared nor does he flinch}

Batman: Boo.

{The Shroud moves away from his face, jump scared}

John Constantine: This has been lovely.

{A yellow round ball appears in his hands}

John Constantine: But it's time for you lot to bugger off.

Shroud 1: When the time comes, I'll be the one to collect your soul, John Constantine.

John Constantine: Yeah, yeah.

{He shoots the shrouds with a yellow beam and it gets rid of all the Shrouds as they disappear with a shreek}