I was soon boarding a plane. As I walked down the Wight poster covered hall I thought of what was coming. As I took my seat I wondered if I could handle it. As the plan took off I thought of sleep, but I knew I wouldn't go to bed for a long time. As we landed I thought of Bruce. As I got off the plan no one was there to take me away from my thoughts. I watched 2 girls run over and hug there mother. But I dint cry. I wouldn't cry. No matter what. As I got into a big shiny black car I thought it should have a gun on the top like the Bat mobile. That would be cool. (COME ON HES A GUY!) As the city Gothum passed by I felt numb. But I felt nothing else. As I stepped into the large empty manor, I felt lonely.