This is the third night in a row ‘nothing much’ has gone on. It’s… odd for Gotham. Suspicious, anxiety inducing in the worst ways.

He reaches for his headpiece to click in and tell Oracle he’s signing off early when… there’s screams, smoke.

“My child is still in there!” Screams a civilian. Red Robin races toward the building. Crashing through the window and searching. He finds the kid huddled up in a corner holding something…

“Hey kid, you’re ok now just come with me ok?” He speaks soft.