The room was cloaked in near-total darkness - barely touched by a faint, pale blue glow. Just enough to reveal outlines. Just enough to feel watched.
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No autofocus. No second chances. I switched to nightwatch mode, manually hunting for the one anchor in all that shadow - the eye. It shimmered just enough to lock focus, like it was staring back, daring me to try.
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There’s something magnetic about bats. Silent. Inverted. Wrapped in myth and instinct. Maybe it’s the childhood fascination. Or maybe it’s simpler than that.
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I mean — I AM BATMAN.
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For the curious: 70mm, f/2.8, 1/125 sec, ISO 12800. Because sometimes, to see in the dark, you have to become part of it.
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