I train Batman in a horror world

Bruce suddenly looked around.

The overwhelming sea of ​​blood that had rushed towards them vanished in an instant.

He stood there dumbfounded, as if nothing had happened.

"What's going on?"

Bruce looked at Fowler with a puzzled expression, wanting to get some information out of the guy.

As a result, Fore, like a lump of ball, burped and then replied:

"I have no idea."

"You don't know?!" Bruce was so angry he wanted to jump up and yell at the guy to death!

But he still shouted at the top of his lungs throughout the room:

"I said I'd stay at this hotel willingly in exchange for letting this family of three go!!!"

"Did you hear that?!?"

"Hello!????????"

"..."

Fowle leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Haven't you eaten? Speak louder!"

Bruce flicked the guy away with one finger, "Screw you!"

The timid bat let out a soft cry and, like a feather, gently landed on the soft bed in the room.

It spreads out its entire bat-shaped form, looking quite content!

Bruce was utterly speechless.

Just as he was wondering if it was because of something Fowle had done.

His palm was suddenly grasped by a small hand.

Bruce turned around and saw that it was Danny.

Danny whispered, "Tony told me it's all over."

Bruce's face was filled with disbelief: "It's over?!"

Danny nodded and repeated, "He said it's all over, and I don't have to run away anymore."

"this......"

Bruce felt his mind was a jumbled mess, like a ball of fluff.

I should be facing the hotel itself right now.

Then he would tell them, "I, Bruce Wayne, can stay, provided the hotel lets Jack and his family of three go."

He will demonstrate his determination to Fort and the hotel.

He said he was no longer afraid, and that really means he's no longer afraid!

What now?!

Bruce glared angrily at Fowler on the bed.

The little guy's little paws are touching his round, bulging belly.

After noticing her gaze, she deliberately turned over.

Then he scratched his butt!

Ah ah ah ah ah! ! !

Bruce screamed inwardly.

Fol must have done something!

for sure!

Before he could even ask, Danny grabbed Bruce's hand and ran towards the room door.

"Come with me to find Mom and Dad, they should be alright now."

"...Alright then."

As he passed the large bed where Foll was lying, Brewster deliberately slowed his pace and asked irritably:

"Did you do this?"

"Me? I have absolutely nothing to do with Master Fu. It was your determination that moved this hotel, so they decided to make you their bat cave. Listen to that, a living bat cave, how wonderful!"

"you--"

Bruce glared at Fowler.

Although he had many questions he wanted to ask, the most important thing right now was to make sure that Uncle Jack hadn't been killed by Wendy.

So in the time that followed...

The two little boys held hands and left room 237, which had been strictly forbidden to enter.

They ran down the corridor, following instructions from Danny's friend "Tony," to the room where Jack and his family of three were staying.

Throughout the journey, Bruce felt that the entire hotel was as ordinary as could be.

It was as if those eerie atmospheres from before had never existed!

A few minutes later, Bruce and Tony arrived at the door of the room where Jack's family was staying.

The first thing that catches the eye is the dilapidated door.

Then there's the messy room layout.

Finally, the sound of crying came from the bathroom.

"Waaaaaahh ...

"..."

If this had happened before, Bruce would have thought the crying was a bit creepy.

But the crying was coming from Uncle Jack.

"Honey, I was wrong. I'll never be a slacker again. I'll treat you both well."

"No, darling, I was wrong. I should have fulfilled my duties as a wife and fully supported you..."

"...?"

Bruce noticed that Danny had let go of his hand and was running quickly toward the bathroom where his parents were.

"Danny!"

"..."

Danny silently snuggled into Jack and his wife's arms and cuddled with them.

Bruce glanced at the fire axe by the bathroom door, and his eyelids twitched.

As he kicked the axe away, Bruce heard Jack and his wife's voices.

"Thank you, Bruce. We really don't know what we would have done without your help."

"..."

Bruce wanted to say that he hadn't done anything.

But after seeing the grateful looks in Jack and his wife's eyes, she pursed her lips and took the initiative to change the subject.

"When did you all return to normal?" Bruce asked.

"I don't know either. It seemed like in an instant, I realized how irreparable the harm my actions would cause to my family."

Wendy hugged the heads of the two boys, one big and one small, and said in a choked voice:

"Since checking into this hotel, I feel like my mind is being manipulated by something."

"Even though I didn't want to do it, my body still made those movements uncontrollably."

"sorry......"

Big Baby Jack comforted her, "It's okay, Wendy, it's all over. It's all my fault, it's all the hotel's fault..."

After that, it was Wendy's turn to cry, and then Jack hugged his wife.

Jack looked at Bruce and said sincerely, "Anyway, thank you very much for your help, Bruce."

"..."

Bruce sighed, realizing he had nothing to say.

He suggested, "I think you should leave here."

Upon hearing this, Wendy cried even harder.

She said, "I have images in my memory of sabotaging the snow cable car, which was the only means of transportation we had to leave this place."

Then, Jack pointed to the window in the bathroom, where the view outside was completely covered by snow.

"With the snow falling so heavily outside, we have no choice but to stay here."

"No."

Danny suddenly spoke up, "Tony told me that Uncle Dick is driving his new snowmobile, ready to pick us up."

"Really? That's great! We can leave the hotel now!"

"..."

Bruce stared at the scene, opening his mouth as if to speak.

He had only one feeling at that moment.

That's absurd.

It's ridiculous!

This journey, this experience.

It felt to him like he'd been caught up in a family drama.

Jack is a husband who neglects his family, only cares about creating, and may even have a tendency to be abusive.

Wendy is the most dutiful "workhorse" in the family, and her husband's verbal abuse and family pressure constantly stimulate her nerves.

And Danny...

Looking at Danny nestled in his parents' arms.

Bruce finally breathed a sigh of relief.

That's fine too.

At least Danny's father didn't die outside in the snow, and he and his mother wouldn't have to relive that painful memory in the nights to come.

Bruce just felt that all of this was really...

"Boring, not scary?" Foul appeared on my shoulder at some point and asked curiously.

"Yes, it's not scary at all," Bruce replied expressionlessly.

"Yeah?"