NightFall in Gotham

Chapter 1:

Vampiric Outbreak

The dusk settled over Gotham like a shroud, and with it came a silence that was almost palpable. The city, known for its ceaseless clamor, lay eerily quiet as a new predator stalked its streets. It began as a rumor, a whisper in the dark corners of bars and back alleys. But soon, the evidence was undeniable—people were disappearing. Night after night, the list of the missing grew. The victims seemed to vanish into thin air, leaving behind no trace except for a lingering sense of dread that something unnatural was at play. The police were baffled, their investigations leading nowhere, as if the perpetrators were ghosts. In the heart of the city, the news spread like wildfire. Talk of vampires, creatures of myth and legend, became the topic of every hushed conversation. Skeptics scoffed, but the fear was real, and it was spreading faster than the shadows at twilight. As the city's elite locked themselves behind iron gates and the less fortunate huddled around makeshift fires, a figure watched from the rooftops. Batman, the guardian of Gotham, felt the weight of responsibility settle on his shoulders. The night was his domain, and yet, it had been infiltrated by an ancient evil that threatened to consume his city. The Dark Knight knew that the time for action had come. Gotham needed him, now more than ever. With a silent vow, he disappeared into the night, determined to uncover the truth.