You hear rustling in the alley while walking home from work one night. You assume it’s some druggy or something, but then you hear a squeak. Now you’re assuming it’s an animal and, because we’re animal lovers here, you follow it. You find an injured bat. You can’t stop yourself from helping it. You bring it home, name it Drake, fix it up, and give it some food/water. You go to the bathroom to get changed. You come out. There’s a man standing,where the bat once was,in a black suit and red cape.