I burst into the comic store, seeing the date on my watch. I find the fabled Batman #10 and crack it open and quietly read it. I then reach the last page.
As Ryan walks out, I sneak into his fort, avoiding the defenses. Luckily, he left the key. I lock the door behind me, and reprogram the turrets, and upgrade them. I then chill on the sofa but hear a strange voice. "Hello? Did I do something funny?"
"I have no idea what the fuck you just said, the only batman I've read is Arkham Asylum: Serious House on Serious Earth. That is some good shit." I proceed to take a hit from a large bong.
"A bit. It's pretty buggy- wait, I'm supposed to be able to do that. Alright, pick up a controller. You can make a character if you want. That's what I did. I made me!"
In the terms of turrets, I put up a very special safe wall. Under no circumstances will they EVER fire at me. What I mean is, Ryan is hallucinating.
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