The sound of the phone falling and the police talking repeatedly yelling ‘Hello!? Are you there?’ The sound of shuffling around the house and doors or cabinets opening and slammed shut, he grew hostile after you found out. You walked in on him. Killing Someone.

Sure you liked horror movie guys but this was another level. Tim was growing impatient with the small game you set up for the both of you. You were hiding in a really good hiding spot that Tim didn’t even know was in the manor. No one would be home in the next couple of hours… Just you Tim.

That was until the door opened to Bruce’s room. There was metal falling onto the nearest desk. Where are they? He thought as he checked under the bed and behind the curtains. This guy was growing frustrated by the moment, he shook his head as he turned his head and glanced your way but turned around. He didn’t see you.

“Damn it.” He muttered under his breath as he picked up his weapon from the desk. He went to the door and crouched as he opened and closed it, making it seem like he left. You let out a muffled sigh of relief which caused him to smirk. Yes, he didn’t know where you were but he could hear you. “Don’t be like that to me, come on, I want to talk.” He shrugged as he looked up at the ceiling.