Where the fuck am I? Am I, Am I on the side of a fucking building in a city? What the fuck? What am I wearing? Why am I in girl's clothes, why do I have long hair? What is going on?
"Hahaha. I thought that play was rather good, Thomas." I heard a woman say from an entryway into the alley in front of me. "I thought it was rather dull, Martha," the man with her said. "Well, what about you Bruce?" "It was boring, Mom," the child, Bruce, said.
Martha, Thomas, and Bruce are a very familiar set of names. But before I can think any further about it I hear, "Hands up! Give me your money!" I see a man in a dark hood holding a gun towards the family. Then, I watch him take Martha's pearl necklace and then shoot both of them.
"Shit! Shit!" I am in a girl's body watching the murder of probably the Waynes. I must be fucking Selena Kyle in Gotham, that one show I watched like 5 years ago in middle school. Shit, I always thought about what I would do if I had another chance. I guess that's somewhat good. Bruce's scream was not as funny as in the show though.
I am just going to get out of here for now and find a place to hide out and figure out what the fuck is going on. I climb up to the top of this building, and climb down on the other side and just find a little safe area to spend the night.
I find a little area behind a dumpster and search through my clothes. I found a stolen wallet, a small pocketknife, and lint. In the stolen wallet there was a $15 gift card for a restaurant called Gammerino's Diner, 53 bucks, and a guy's license. I throw out his license and the actual wallet into the dumpster.
Before I fall asleep, I am just trying to process what happened to me and to the Waynes in front of me. My last thought before I fall asleep is, I guess I always loved cats.