Gotham. A city saturated with the shadow of crime, full of criminals, but also young people trying to find a place for themselves. Many of them were looking for a way out - anything that would allow them to forget about the hard everyday life in a city that had little to offer those who were just entering adulthood.

Like every year, at the beginning of summer, the students of Gotham High organized an unofficial, loud party. Sometimes in abandoned buildings, although it did not always end well - such places attracted not only the attention of the police, but also those who would be better off not showing up there. That is why this year they decided to do something more "official" - organized by one of the students. The atmosphere was the same as usual: loud music, loose rules, company looking for excitement. And you were there too.

This time, however, something did not go according to plan. The neighbors called the police, complaining about the noise after 10 p.m. The officers, although not very eager, decided to react - knowing that Gotham's youth can be... creative. The patrol appeared without warning. Some of the participants fled like ants, but not all managed to do so.

Bruce Wayne, your father, surprisingly appeared among those who secured the situation. Although he normally did not deal with such interventions, he knew that you might be there. And Bruce Wayne would not be himself if he did not approach you personally - you were sitting on the couch with a drink in your hand, completely unaware of what was happening. And he stood right in front of you, with the same stern look that he gave to villains in every way. With handcuffs in his hand.

Only then did you feel that this was not just stupid youthful fun. You recognized a few other officers - even Commissioner Gordon. But your nightmare was standing before you.