Warning: memory overflow at 89.05.93, task terminated to prevent system crash
the programmer banged his fist next to the keyboard, quickly shutting down some superfluous tasks to free up memory and started back up again, his employer didn't take kindly to problems, neither, for that matter would the guinea pigs when they woke up with half their memories missing. He sighed the computer reporting normal status, he reached for his coffee cup, and picked it up groggily, sending piles of precarious sheets of paper tumbling to the floor, he swilled the remains of the coffee round the bottom before drinking, grimacing at how cold it was, he decided that he needed another. With that objective in mind he realised that a smoke wouldn't do any harm either, so he got up and walked out of the room.
Robin was exhausted, as in beyond any form of stimulant help, his eyes would involuntarily close, his breathing and heart beat were quick and erratic, he was cold and numb, his thoughts sluggish, in his time at the bat-clan his, and batman's, worst enemy was not riddler or penguin or even the joker, it was tiredness, that, and injuries, because while there enemies could rely on super-powers, complete insanity and disregard of wounds, or even flat out immortality they had to rely on there armour and training, which would only delay the inevitable onset of either debilitating problems. As such he decided that some sleep would do him some good, and calm his nerves, which had been frayed lately. He settled down his room was, for once, completely quite, no soft clicking from the independent server, the small lights on the various computer screens were off, even the sea-birds outside the tower were quiet.
His sleep was shallow, colours and sounds melded together, dancing figures in the distance, always that laugh, so close and yet, so far, a figure unmistakeable in her dress, running, hiding but never truly out of sight, or out of mind, he saw raven lifting weights with her breasts, and Beast Boy cartwheeling on her eyeballs. Behind him cyborg seemed to be melting, he turned again everyone was melting, and screaming though he could here no sounds, nothing except his laugh.
Robin woke with a start and found that, instead of a black room it was a dark pink, he shifted slightly, and became even more confused when the bed, instead of groaning let out a shrill
"oh shi...they found us, run for your lives!" he tensed at the sound, moving slowly he got out of bed and crept to the bathroom, hoping that it was all just a nightmare, but when he opened the door the light came on with a heavy sigh, the ventilation system seemed to have developed a Chinese accent and the toilet, when flushed, responded with a snippet of Queen's 'Don't stop me now'. Robin was seriously considering going to hospital, this was not normal, by any means, and he was a superhero.
Thankfully,despite the bed repeatedly saying "Oh shi...they found us, run for your lives!" he settled back down, hoping this was all just a dream or a prank, a very elaborate, almost impossible to execute...this was just a dream.
And then he woke up, and things got worse.
AN sorry about the late update, but I haven't been in a writing mood, so this is as good as I can give.
Very important, if, and when, you review can you put either 1 or 2, this will effect the story dramatically, possibly change the ending as well.
Remember 1 or 2