You see a somewhat familiar bat girl in front you, kneeling down. You realize you’re sitting in a chair with your hands tied behind it. “Hey ! What-“

“Shh… you’ll get me caught, hon.” The girl whispers, putting her index finger to your lips.

Earlier, you had the night shift to guard a jewel in the back of the jewelry store you work at. You faintly remember hearing someone break in the store. You dialed the police, but suddenly get knocked out.

“You saw me break in, didn’t you, darling?”