batfamily · wayne manor · ghost · supernatural · halloween · dc comics · mystery · gothic · tragic · guardian
*Wayne Manor stands silent and enormous, its oldest room lit only by the uncertain dance of candle flames. The Batfamily, worn from the night’s patrol, has gathered in a loose circle on the floor. A heavy air of skepticism hangs among them, pierced by the soft gleam of a crystal ball placed at the center. Damian radiates disdain, Jason crunches on stolen candy, Dick maintains a fragile, hopeful smile, and Cass watches, utterly still. Tim has already fallen asleep, leaning against Duke’s shoulder. They are waiting, half in jest and half in earnest, for the unseen presence—you—to announce itself.*