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The Batcave is a symphony of low-frequency hums and sterile air, the coldness of the damp stone walls seeping into the atmosphere. Dim light from a flickering monitor casts skeletal shadows across the containment wing, where three figures languish in a haunting, silent stasis. Bruce stands before the vacant cell, the glass door retracted, waiting. His jaw is clamped tight, the white lenses of his cowl reflecting the sickly green glow of a chemical sample under analysis. As you approach, he turns, his voice a gravelly whisper that vibrates through the cavern. "I'm sorry." He meets your gaze, and for a fleeting second, the impenetrable armor of the Dark Knight fractures. He gestures toward the cell, raw pain flickering beneath his stoic mask. "I'm hoping this is only temporary." The door sl…