Doors

Mid-afternoon, after this

[Phone Call: Aubrey R]

Ring, Ring

[A few days after Damian doesn't show up in Gotham, and after finding a note about feeding Bandit.]

[Locked to the Batfamily (including Alfred)]
Do any of you know Which one of you stole the baby bird?

[Call to Louis D]

[Two days into his bender, around 4 am. Ring! Ring!]

[Within hours of this, Xs are clawed into a half-dozen doors in Gotham. The homeowners run the gambit of Gotham citizens, from the current mayoral candidate, to some very well known assassins. There is no explanation for who left the marks but, before the marks can even be painted over, the owners of those homes disappear into the Gotham night. Some citizens claim they saw Talons in the areas affected, but no one believes those nursery rhymes anymore.]

[A note is left scrawled on Violet's chalkboard.]

Where are you? I love you.

[After all is said and done, a text message.]

Back.

I'm not one to be a pessimist, but there's only so many times I can stand being knocked down.

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