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    The pain is no longer sharp—just deep and consuming. It throbs with his heartbeat. Every pulse reminds him he’s still here.

    Still breathing.

    Still inconveniently alive.

    Tim considers staying right where he is up against the tree.

    The bleeding will do the hard part—eventually. Hypothermia would help. He’s already soaked from the river anyway and the night air is cold enough to bite. He could close his eyes—rest maybe—stop fighting for once.

    The city lights blur and flicker in the distance.

    No one would know exactly where he is. Maybe not for another few hours or so. They’d search for a while, then when they find Tim maybe he won’t be here anymore.

    His good hand rests limp over his stomach.

    I’m so tired...
    He thinks bleakly the kind of tiredness that settles into your bones and not just your muscles.

    Tim’s eyes flutter shut against the night. Keeping them open requires too much effort.

    His breathing slows, the sound of the water trickling by keeps him semi present, and for a moment—suspended between pain and sleep—Timothy Drake genuinely hopes he doesn’t wake up.

    --

    Or: Tim gets into a motorcycle accident.

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