Red Robin descended into the sewers tracing the weird energy fluctuations that Batman pointed out to him. He had the path highlighted for him on his WayneTech HUD.
Tim shined his flashlight through the darkness. The smell was absolutely unbearable but he trekked on. He was nervous that Killer Croc was just going to pop out of the water and chomp him in two. He knew Waylon Jones was currently being held in Arkham’s maximum security wing but villains escaped all the time.
“Batman, I’m coming up on the energy source... it’s...” he shined his light to see a metallic box with tubing and wiring rupturing the walls of the sewer. It looked alien in origin.
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