As he was sitting on the cold and wet street he could hear, and almost feel, that the wall was opening. Maybe the stories about Bruce arenâ€™t lies after all. Auston shrugs and wonders why everyone finds the man so important. He also noticed that the inmates were rather interested in another man, called Batman. They hated him, but he didnâ€™t understand why. But then again, Auston is here just for a few weeks. The name ,Batman, always made him chuckle. Why would you call yourself like that?<br/>His mind had wondered off until he roughly gets dragged back to reality as  Auston heard the roar of the crowd just a little further down the block. He shakes his head, annoyed by the unneeded noise. Arkhamâ€™s inmates were always far too loud in his opinion. Especially with newcomers. He remembered the first time that he walked through the gate. It was a horrible moment. There is this aggressive roaring what makes you wonder how long youâ€™d survive once youâ€™re in Arkham. It was hard to fit in as a newcomer.<br/><br/>Auston pushes himself up with his hands on the cold ground. He was getting curious and then walks to a place where there arenâ€™t as many prisoners and watches from a distance. He wants to know who the new arrivals are. He heard a few perverted comments yelled to one of them, which caught his interest. He crosses his arms as he waits for the newcomers to cross the part of the fence where he stands a few meters away from. He never saw the crowd of inmates being this excited. Whatâ€™s going on?