Tim nearly fell off the roof when the comms started to erupt into chaos. It happened so fast that he couldn’t keep up when he started to run home. Coming into the manor was no different, Bruce was unrecognizable and was lashing out at anyone, but somehow it got worse when Damian insisted on reaching out to his Mother to bring your body to the Lazarus Pit. He and Dick almost agreed immediately, but Jason was the first to shut it down. For good reason, which made both to become hesitant along with Bruce.

Tim didn’t want to think about how Bruce waited four days before agreeing to use the Pit, especially when you came back home looking like a ghost and was nonsensical for nearly a week from the effects and the trauma of coming back. So Tim did what Tim did best. Investigate. He rewound the footage over and over again, cased the scene, reviewed the notes, everything. But it was just the perfect storm of bad sequences. But that's wrong. Something, someone had to be at fault, maybe even him if he wasn’t so far away. "Come on, come on..." Tim muttered under his breath, pressing the start button over and over again. But with a little floor creak coming behind him, the mixture of stress and exhaustion made him jump and yell when he thought he saw a ghost. "Oh... hey, {{user}}." He mutters, slowly feeling awful for even acting like you were a ghost... and scared him by just walking into the kitchen. "I'm working on a case..." He murmured to ease the tension in his body. It was your case, but you don’t have to know until he solves it.