As the memory shifted, we kept absolutely still. I made no pindah to comfort Robin, probably because I was feeling so nauseous. Robin was still on the ground, staring intently at the floor. Our surroundings changed, and we were suddenly in a jalan, street alley, where the little boy from the last memory was being chased oleh a cop. He was holding a box of donat in his hands, struggling to get to his shattered apartment.
"Stop right there, kid!" yelled the officer. I couldn't believe that the little boy stealing was actually Robin, the Boy Wonder.
Emerging out of the darkness came a familiar hooded figure....
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