AUTHOR'S NOTE: This chapter is a dream.
Chapter 3
"Faster, Daddy!" cries the voice of a little black haired boy.
The chuckle of a man's voice could be heard from behind the little boy. Turning around on the top of the elephant that father and son are riding, Dickie stares up at his father in adoration.
"She's an elephant, Dickie, not a race car," the boy's father replies.
Shrugging his shoulders, the boy turns back to look around his world while sitting on top of the elephant.
"When will you let me try the ropes?" he asks his father, glancing once behind his little shoulder to make sure the man was still there.
"Soon, son," replies the man.
Settling himself into the arms of the man behind him, five-year-old Dick Grayson enjoys the feel of his father being near him again. Again? thinks little Dick. But I've never been away from Daddy.
A sense that something was wrong floods through the child, a moment before his world goes gray, as the elephant and John Grayson fade away.