Bruce sprints down the locked down GCPD building, searching for a specific room. Gordon had called him in, saying there was a dangerous, young assassin in the building and collecting bones for some unknown reason, but killing officers for the bones. Dick was with him, panting slightly from running through the long halls that were littered with bodies and some had missing skins but all of them had at least one missing bone, "Bruce, you still haven't told me why we're here or what we're looking for." He says, looking at his mentor. "Just - keep following." Bruce says, still running at full speed, earning a groan from Dick. They continues running until Bruce hears a noise in the morgue and runs into the spacious room, and spots the assassin who was stitching up something - bones and skin. "Stop right there," his cold deep voice echoes through the room, his focused eyes never leaving your form.