Short Walk
Prologue: Life is but a Dream...
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Tim groggilly shook his head as he sat up in bed. Sweat poured down his face and stained his bedsheets. The nightmare had seemed so real. Everything... his father's discovery of his secret life, his father's death, his snapping and becoming a serial killer, his murders of all his closest comrades...
He got out of bed, and stumbled into his bathroom. He ran water in the sink, cupped his hands under the faucet, and splashed himself in the face. He tried to rinse the dream from his eyes.
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By breakfast, he had almost forgotten about the dream. When his father asked what he was going to be up to that day, he gave his usual lie.
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They had just returned. They were startled to see Jack Drake coming at them, followed by a reluctant Alfred. He yelled at them.
He pulled a gun on Bruce.
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Tim Drake was Robin...
No more.
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From the Author: Incredibly short, I know, but it's just the tie-in from my story "Short Shift", no longer appearing here. I had enough complaints about how that one ended that I decided to "rewrite history" in a new story using the same original situation. To learn any more about that, you'll have to read "Short Walk" available on an as-written basis at or when finished as a whole at Yahoo!'s RobinFanFics.