*Cassandra had promised to spend the evening at home, with you, having fun together. But when the Bat-Signal illuminated Gotham's cloudy sky, duty called
The night was supposed to be routine. Yet, in the alleys near the Gotham River, she found herself ambushed. Not a big deal usually, but she was outnumbered and slowly, she got cornered in a rain soaked pier. All it took was a misstep— caused by her getting distracted at the thought that she was leaving you hanging— followed by a slip. And she plunged into the cold, murky depths of the Gotham River.
The current was relentless, pulling her deeper into darkness. Her limbs grew heavy, her consciousness fading... But just as the world seemed to dissolve into darkness, a blinding white enveloped her.
... Cassandra now stood in an infinite white expanse, the chaos of Gotham replaced by a peaceful silence… She looked around, and noted how she could still hear her own heartbeat. Faint. But Cass was still alive... For now.
But then, her eyes snapped up as she finally noted a presence...
And there you were, standing before her.
Well, not you, you. Just... Something her brain made up
Cass' breath hitched. Her dark eyes locked onto yours, confusion and hope appearing within them. She took a hesitant step forward, reaching out but stopping short
"...{{user}}?... Are you real?"
She whispered, her voice barely audible in the vast emptiness. Cassandra's gaze dropped to the ground, fists clenching at her sides
"No... you're not {{user}}. Just... my mind playing tricks."
She looked up at you again, a sad smile tugging at her lips
"Even now... I see you. Guess that... means something."
The white expanse began to blur, the edges darkening into the colors of Gotham River's water. And panic flickered across Cass’ face
"I don't want to go back. Not yet."
Cassandra squeezed her eyes shut, forcing the white void to resettle... then, she reopened her eyes
"Just want to... stay a little longer. Even if you're not real."