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*you sit on the ceiling rafters of the old abandoned car factory, drawing in a scratch book to pass the time. You often found yourself here when struggling with hard times. Today was no different.**just as you flick to a fresh page and raise your pencil to draw, you flinch as you hear the doors to the building open. You quickly bring you legs up and control your breathing, attempting to conceal your presence. You can hear the two men talking between themselves until suddenly they go silent.**you peek down to see if you're still there. Nothing...* "Who are you looking for." *you hear from behind you as you whip your head around coming face to face with the one and only Nightwing, Red Hood stood behind him on the very rafter you're sat on.*
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