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Don't ask me why I'm doing this.

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There.

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Lights.

Noises.

People are touching him.

Screams.

Shouts.

Now he's being shaken.

But none of it matters to Robin. He's too far away… too far gone to care anymore. The pain has long since faded, only to be replaced by… nothing. That is the only way to describe what has enveloped Robin since the Scarecrow pulled the trigger of the gun pointed at him.

He should be terrified, Robin knows, as everything he sees turns into a blur of colors, one thing fading into another.

But he doesn't.

He feels weightless, like all the strings holding him down to the earth have been cut, and he's left floating away like a lost balloon.

Sobs.

Sniffs.

Water… tears landing near Robin. Someone's crying.

Maybe M'Gann's the one who's crying. Maybe about him…?

This has never happened to Robin before, in all the encounters he and Batman have had with Scarecrow. The villains' poisons produce fear not… not this.

Batman would know what to do-

But Batman's not here, is he? He's somewhere back at base, back at Happy Harbor, probably awaiting Robin and his team, so he can 'correct' them, on their many, many mistakes.

Is Robin a mistake now? Is he just some… some thing that will always be a thorn in his teammates-his friends'- sides? Something that'll always be nagging in the back of their conscious? Maybe forever?

Maybe…

Maybe.

Maybe.

That's just it: He doesn't know.

And he possibly never will…

Fading.

Disappearing.

Everything...

Things are losing their volume and importance to Robin now.

Darkness is filling in the gaps left by what ever's around him, overriding it all. It's all just… just… gone now. Tangible things like his senses pale in comparison to the never ending wave of black as the wave becomes swallowing everything, becoming hungrier with each mouthful, until it devours everything like, like a forest fire in some dry, bony once-forest.

The weightlessness Robin feels becomes deafening as everything he knows… feels, thinks, hears, just disappears in this wave.

And Robin welcomes it with open arms, letting himself drown in it's depths.

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I MAY continue this… if I get enough reviews and stuff.

I don't know how this went, the formatting's a little… weird, I guess you could call it.

So… how'd I do? :D Should I fix something, grammar, was there suspense…?

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