Blake simply stared.

For years he had wondered what the Batman's secret hideout looked like, but none of his imaginings were close to what he saw now.
He took in the high cave ceiling, the raised platform he stood on, the advanced super-computer to his left.
While still in wonder at being where he was, he barely registered yet another pane rising from the floor. He looked to his left and saw it mounted on an illuminated stand.

The Batsuit.

Blake hesitatingly walked up to it, scrutinising every detail, from the high endurance boots to the infamous cowl. He took a step back to take it all in, placing his hands on his head, 'He chose me,' he thought, 'me'.

He spun in a circle slowly, feeling increasingly overwhelmed. Thoughts of how he would carry on such a legendary name flowed into his mind.

He needed help.