Living in a World of Pain (I Think I’m Going to Die Here)

“They waterboarded him that day, all day. With his throat swollen and energy gone, lungs exhausted, then right back into that tiny little cage, limbs twisted to their limits once again, an ever present ache in every muscle, every bone in his body. He just couldn’t keep up, Dick was tired, so very tired, and all he could think as the Crazy Things did everything possible to keep him awake was: where the h*** is he?” Where the h*** is he? Thought Bruce, they’d been looking for weeks, scouring every corner of Gotham, with no results. It was as if Dick had just vanished, disappearing into thin air, just poof! Gone.Such a thing shouldn’t be possible, it wasn’t. They were missing something, they had to be. Whoever these people were, they were good. Maybe even better than good, but no one could just kidnap a person, especially not his son , without a trace. A reliable, actually helpful trace that is.”OR Dick gets captured, the Batfam try to find him, and they almost get there too late