I train Batman in a horror world

Upon entering room 237, before Bruce could even make a move, the door behind him slammed shut automatically, just like when he first arrived at the hotel.

Then came the familiar isolation from the world.

It's as if once you've entered this house, you're no longer connected to anything outside.

"Let me check if there's anything inappropriate for children. Bruce, you stay here and don't move."

The bat perched on Bruce's shoulder suddenly spoke, then flapped its wings and headed straight for the bathroom.

"..."

Bruce twitched the corner of his mouth.

He knew what Fore wanted to see.

It was nothing more than the naked woman Jack saw in the original story!

He just couldn't understand it. This guy wasn't even human, so how could he be interested in this kind of thing?!

With that thought in mind, Bruce's gaze began to wander around the house.

He noticed that the blanket under his feet was somewhat different from the blankets in other places.

The blanket underfoot was slightly wrinkled, as if someone had rushed over and left obvious marks.

Could it be Danny?

Bruce was about to say a few words.

Sudden.

Foul's scream came from the bathroom.

"Aaaaaaaahhhhhh!"

The commotion startled Bruce!

He hurriedly ran towards the bathroom.

The culprit, Fowler, sat down on the ground, clutching his head with his paws, trembling all over.

"What did you see?!" Bruce asked.

"Big truck!" Fore pointed to the bathtub and exclaimed urgently.

"truck?!"

Bruce turned his head to look, but the bathtub was completely white and empty.

"Listen, I'm not in the mood to joke around with you right now!" Bruce said, hands on his hips.

Ignoring him, Fowler continued babbling on, "Waaah, why is this my desire...? Although I've thought about getting hit by another truck to see if I can be reborn, I've only thought about it once! Actually, I love this job to death, Morgan Freeman, did you hear me? I really love this job to death..."

Bruce rolled his eyes at the utter nonsense.

He wasn't in the mood to deal with this guy anymore.

But as soon as he turned around...

Bruce was completely stunned!

"Danny?"

Looking at the child who had appeared at the door at some unknown time, Bruce asked:

"Is that you, Danny Torrance?"

Danny looked to be about the same age as me, and he was cute, like a doll.

He appeared silently at the bathroom door, staring blankly at Bruce.

Bruce tried to approach and communicate with the other person.

"Danny, my name is Bruce, and I'm here to help you," Bruce said.

"I know, Tony told me," Danny replied.

It can happen in the next moment.

Danny added, "But Tony disappeared after you came into the room."

Bruce looked confused: "Gone?"

"Yes." Danny nodded. "He seems to have disappeared from my body."

Bruce's eyebrows furrowed together.

In the story that Folke told.

Tony's existence is not, as Jack and Wendy thought, a friend that Danny imagined.

On the contrary, this is a unique talent of Danny's.

This ability is called The Shining.

It is the ability to foresee.

"Perhaps he needs a rest?"

Bruce couldn't figure it out either.

He said, "Come with me out of this room. Your parents are very worried about you."

Danny asked, "Will Mom and Dad go back to normal if we leave this room?"

"What?!"

"It's so quiet here, there's no sound at all, no sound of Dad verbally abusing Mom, and no sound of Mom crying."

Bruce felt as if his brain had suddenly exploded.

With a bang.

Blank.

And then.

A sound that shouldn't have been heard appeared.

"Wendy Torrance!!!!!!!!!"

"Are you crazy?! ...

"I'm your husband, Jack, Jack Torrance! Are you really insane, or are you doing this on purpose?!"

"..."

at the same time.

Having composed herself and shaken off her sadness, Foll leaned back on Bruce's shoulder.

This guy's condition is completely different from before; he's like a different bat.

"The hotel is up to its old tricks again," Fowle said.

"What do you mean?" Bruce asked.

"The obsession I mentioned before, it really wants you...tsk tsk, still too young." Foul seemed to be smug about something.

Bruce wanted to ask more questions, but when he noticed Danny covering his ears with his hands, he gave up.

Danny continued, "I heard them arguing again."

His tone seemed to contain a hint of incomprehension.

He didn't understand why they were arguing again, and he didn't understand why he could hear the sounds he least wanted to hear in what should have been a quiet environment.

"I don't want to go out!"

Danny shouted, then turned and left through the door.

Bruce gave chase immediately.

We arrived at the living room of the room.

Bruce looked left and right, and finally found Danny curled up in the corner of the curtains.

He stepped forward, still not giving up the attempt.

"Hey Danny, I promise you, once we get out of here, your mom and dad will be back to normal."

"No, I don't want to."

Danny loosened his hands from his ears and looked toward the closed door.

"Listen, the sound has disappeared."

"As long as I stay here, Mom and Dad won't fight. As long as I stay here, everything will be normal!"

"..."

This is not normal at all!

This is running away!

Bruce screamed inwardly.

Similarly, he noticed that the sounds outside seemed to have really disappeared.

He asked Fowle, "What exactly happened?"

Foul leaned lazily on his shoulder. "What else could be going on besides this hotel causing trouble? It can't be me causing the problems, right? Seriously, why don't you just agree to the hotel's request?"

Bruce thought he would have been better off not speaking at all.

He looked at Danny and said softly, "Listen to Danny, running away won't solve anything."

Danny said, "But running away allows me to avoid hearing their arguments."

Bruce sighed. "So you won't go out until they're back to normal?"

Danny nodded: "I think so."

Upon hearing this, Bruce said in an extremely incomprehensible tone:

"But they can only return to normal once you leave. If you stay here, their condition will only worsen!"

"..."

Danny seemed unsure how to answer the question, so he remained silent.

Bruce himself didn't know how to solve this problem for the time being.

At this point, Fowler suggested, "Just knock him out with a hammer! This dawdling is the kind of person I can't stand!"

Bruce couldn't help but glance at the guy.

I thought to myself, what kind of crazy idea is this?

However, his eyes were searching for something around the room.

Danny then spoke up again, which finally made him give up on this terrible idea.

"Don't you think it's very quiet here?"

"..."