The Trapeeze Test

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I woke up, and I felt myself on something soft. I slowly got up, and noticed I'm in a bed, in a room. I'm confused as to where I am, my memory is so very clouded and just gone. I get out of bed, and I noticed that I'm bandaged from the waist up, and I've got some bandages on my legs to. Confused, I stand up and walk to the door that looks like a bathroom is at. I gasp when I see my reflection, for what I see, is the girl from the pictures I saw in the dinning room. I walk back to the bed, and find a pile of fresh clothes that I can wear, I head back to the bathroom, and shower. I took off the bandages, cuz I am barely hurt anymore. I take a shower, to stop smelling like fire, then I put on the clothes that someone left me to borrow. It's a blue shirt with jeans and black knee length boots. I look at my reflection, and I somehow feel like this is what I'm supposed to look like, the only thing missing is hair do. I quickly put my hair in a braid, then look back in the mirror, I smile. This feels like me, whoever me is. I sigh, then head back to the bed. I sit down on it, then just stare at my hands.
After about an hour of staring at my hands, someone opens the door to the room I'm in. I hear them gasp, in shock that I'm awake. I look up to see who is there, but then they turn white from fear or shock. I stand up, and then look at them curiously.
"Umm, since your awake, would you like to come down and talk with the others?" I shrug.
"Sure, Umm, this May sound crazy, but where am I exactly? And who are you?"
"Umm, you're at Wayne Manor. I'm Heather." I nod, but then she looks back at me.
"Umm, this May sound silly, but what's your name?" She looks at me curiously, and I think hard about that, and am shocked when I can't remember.
"I- I can't remember. Who am I? You wouldn't happen to know now would you?" She just shakes her head no, then motions for me to follow her.
She walks me to some room, but the strange thing is, I had a feeling I knew exactly where I was going. Heather opened the door to this room, and immediately I saw a table, and a lot of adults and teens sitting at it. When Heather and myself walked in, they all froze. I looked at them quizzically, and they went whiter.
"Umm, hi." I wave sheepishly, I don't like the attention they are giving me. But they are still just staring.
"Ummm, is something wrong? Have I done something bad?" They seem to snap out of their trances, and then approach me. I got very nervous and scared so I backed up a bit as they all approached me.
"Who are you?"
"What's your name?"
"How did you get in here?"
"Who sent you?"
"Where did you learn to do that?"
"Jane?" I blink a few times, to process everything I just heard.
"Umm, I don't know who I am, I don't remember my name, Heather showed me to this room, I woke up here, I have no clue what your talking about, and beg your pardon?" They all just stare at me for a bit, and I'm starting to get nervous.
"I'm sorry, my name is Bruce Wayne. These are my kids, Barbra, Richard, Tim, Damien, and Heather. My colleagues; Diana, Oliver, John, John, Clark, Barry, Roy, and Ray. These are my children's friends and my colleagues kids; Megan, Conner, Wally, Artemis, Garfield, Malcom, Raven, Zatana, and Speedy." I wave shyly to them all, for a weird reason, I feel like I know them.
"Ummm, not to sound rude, but what am I doing here, and why can't I remember anything?" They all looked shocked at these words, but then just look at one another.
"We're trying to help you find your family, you must have lost your memory after the explosion happened." I nod not knowing what else to do, the people just turn to one another and start talking. I slowly back away and let my feet take me somewhere less crowded.

Dick

I watched as the sly person slipped away, but it's hard to tell, they looked scared. I quickly follow them, and I hear the piano being played. Strange, nobody knows how to play piano. I follow the noise and find mystery girl there playing piano and singing. I stay quiet and listen.

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