@holyrobinbatman is the night !
Bruce had been on the other side of the city when he first started picking up the strange signals coming from the caves under the Manor. During the race home he’d been able to ascertain that whatever was emitting the signal wasn’t overtly harmful, Alfred seemed unaware of it, though he did make his irritation with Bruce’s call waking him up clear enough.
Whatever was creating the signal was also oddly colorful. Colors that began to die down as he approached the caves. He saw- but that couldn’t be right, it looked like a familiar yellow cape. Albeit one he hadn’t seen in years.
“Richard, why are you wearing your old costume?” Despite his usual rule against using the voice distorter with the boy, he’d been too surprised to shut it off. And whoever this was- it wasn’t his son. How then had he gotten in? And why that old costume?
