Just the rain.
Leo scrambled for the power button. He held it down. The shutdown menu appeared, but the phone ignored it. The screen glitched again, and now the game was gone. Replaced by his own camera feed: his own wide-eyed face, pale in the dim room. And behind him, just for a frame—a figure. Tall. Armored. A helmet with two pointed ears. Just the rain
The screen went dark. For a terrifying second, Leo thought he’d bricked his phone. Then a single logo flickered: WB Games. Then a seizure of Unreal Engine text. Then—Gotham. Not the cartoonish Gotham of the older games, but his Gotham: rain-slicked streets, gargoyles weeping water, neon bleeding into puddles. but his Gotham: rain-slicked streets