The Batman stood upon a rooftop gazing towards the grimy Gotham City skyline as the sun set. It was a quiet evening for sure, despite the denizens that roamed the city streets. Perhaps they decided it was time to let it rest for the day.
Not a creature was stirring, it would seem, and the only noise the Batman could hear was the sound of the wind.
He sat down on the roof and absentmindedly looked up to the dark orange sky. A single tear rolled on his right cheek as he screamed inside himself,
"My parents are deaaaaad!"