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Finally it happened. Just being in Gotham tempted fate.
Some henchman dragged you and a handful of other hostages to the roof of a building and lined you up at its edge. It felt strange and dreamlike, though no less terrifying when his first demand wasn't met, and he shoved you off.
A dark, winged figure caught you, swooping you onto a small, isolated balcony.
"Kiss me," you whispered.
"I can't-"
"Nothing feels real; please."
He hesitated, then slipped the mask away from his mouth, and you saw his soft lips for only a moment before they touched your own.
