I go with my dad to his work the next day. As we walk down the hallway, we pass a room filled with cops. In the front, there is a mannequin with black amour on. With a yellow bat on the front, I know immediately that the policemen in that room are trying to sketch some idea of Batman's suit. I lean close to the door, stretching to hear some snatches of dialogue, trying to get close.
"Babs."My dad tugs my arm. I reluctantly follow him. Walking to my dad's office at the end of the hallways, we pass a large thug that had been arrested. His large muscles rippled underneath the cutoff plaid shirt.
"Hold on, officers." The man stopped following the cops pulling him along,"Let me talk to this young lady."
Dad steps in front of me protectively."Never. Move along, Babs."
I put a hand on my dad's arm."It's okay."
The huge man leans down to my level."Knew you would talk to me, Red."
I suddenly realize that this man is Harry X: human trafficking, and a well full of women with broken mecks.
"You think I'm a bad man, Red?" He smirks like he knows something I don't. I straighten my back, and stand up to my full height, which isn't very tall.
"You'd better repent, Red. The end is near." Harry X stands up again."It's coming, Red."
I narrow my eyes, trying to figure out what in the blazing hell he is talking about.
BOOM!
Something shakes the building.
"Ah," says Harry X calmly,"and the angels have arrived."
"...sir...several people...guns...Harry X..." Noise interferes several times as the officers downstairs try and explain what's happening through the walkie-talkies. Gas starts seeping in through the vents.
"Barbara. Get in here and stay." My dad pushes me into a random room. He closes the door, and locks it from the outside. I shake the knob vigorously before deciding it would not help much. Seeing as the door's windows are fogged up, I cannot see whats going on the outside in the hallway. I wildly look around the room. Bodies slam against the door: I can only see silhouettes. Then I notice something.
Dear ol'dad locked me in the room with the questionable Batman suit. Perfect.
TIME LAPSE OF FIVE MINUTES
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Harry X rams the door down. I can tell that much from up here. Behind the whiteboard, which was on wheels, there was a door. I slipped on the Batman suit and climbed up here. Obviously, I put the whiteboard and door back,
"I can smell you, Red." I hear Harry X growl,"I know you're here."
He starts rampaging around the room. Why he is so desperate to get me, I'm stumped. I suppose it's for ransom, if he catches me. I shake my head. He won't get me.
"You're a sneaky one, hiding up here." He found the door, and is now climbing the stairs. I crouch lower behind the boxes labeled "Extra Uniforms". I grip the pipe tighter, planning my attack.
Harry X steps farther in the room and closes the door."Just you an me,Red. Just you and me." He stands in the middle of the attic-like room. I can see his silhouette against the little light struggling to shine through the blackened window on the opposite wall. I crawl on my hands and knees to get behind him. As I do, I set of traps that I had set before. Mothballs are flung at him, uniforms land on his head, and he gets a face full of dust.
That's when I strike. I hit him on the back of the head with the pipe I'm holding. Normally, the victim would be out cold. But Harry X isn't normal.
"Ouch, Red. That hurt." He rubs the back of his head, and slowly turns around to face me."You're a nasty little bitch."
I stand up in the Batman suit."Who you calling bitch, asshole?"
Harry X roars with laughter."You've got spunk, Red. I like that." He cracks his knuckles."But now it's time to get down to business." And he throws the first punch.
I doge. Good thing I took karate. Circling around back, I try and aim a kick at his knees. He swipes a grab at my ankle, and I pull away quickly. There is something in the belt of the Batman suit. I tear it out and look at the label. Pepper Spray. Grinning broadly, I spry it in Harry X's eyes. He yells and falls to the floor. In a frenzy, I look around the attic. There is a helium tank in the corner. Why is there a helium tank here? Oh well, it'll do. Swiftly turning about, I swing the tank against Harry X's head.
That seemed to knock him out.
I looked around for some wire or rope something. Turns out there is none. I decide to use the extra uniforms as material. I rip them up and tie his feet and hands together. And just for good measure, I punch him in the face. Shaking out my hand (his head is hard), I think about my predicament. I walk in a circle. Well, first off, I should take off this ridiculous costume. Should I put it back on the mannequin? No, I can come up with some kind of excuse.
"I open the window to let in some fresh air to replace the musty air in the attic. Stripping of the suit, I straighten out my clothes. I shove the suit in one of the corners of the room. Suddenly, sensing another presence in the in the room, I slowly turn around.
There is Batman.
In the flesh.
Actual Batman.
So, I remain cool and collected.
"About time you showed up."
"You did this?" His voice is really very deep.
"Yes."I say, indignant.
"Good job." He looks around the attic."So they still haven't figured out what the suit looks like?"
"Yeah," I grin," Dad's got rotten memory.
Batman nods." Everything seems to be in order." And he leaves.
Leaves me to explain what happened.
I owe you one, Batman.
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