As the memory shifted, we kept absolutely still. I made no déplacer to comfort Robin, probably because I was feeling so nauseous. Robin was still on the ground, staring intently at the floor. Our surroundings changed, and we were suddenly in a rue alley, where the little boy from the last memory was being chased par a cop. He was holding a box of donuts in his hands, struggling to get to his shattered apartment.
"Stop right there, kid!" yelled the officer. I couldn't believe that the little boy stealing was actually Robin, the Boy Wonder.
Emerging out of the darkness came a familiar hooded figure. Its shadow jumped out at the boy, making him fall and drop the box. Batman's pale face shone in the light, his eyes baring down on the boy like naked swords.
"You're coming with me," was all he said, and darkness overwhelmed us once again. I realized I had just witnessed the adoption of Robin into the Bat Family.
When I looked at him again, he had tears running down his nose and dropping from his chin. His whole body was shaking rapidly, like a vibrating chair that never had an off button.
Summoning all of my courage, I walked up to him and sat down, holding him in my arms' embrace. "It's okay," I soothed him as he sobbed into my costume. "It's over."
"N-no it's not," he whispered. "Not yet."
Again, the scenery changed. We were at a graveyard, and one of the graves were dug out. As I looked closer, Jason Todd's name was written on the tombstone.
This can't be good, I thought, tightening my embrace on Robin.
A young Robin appeared, his flashlight shining at us, but he seemed to ignore us. He searched through Jason Todd's grave, but found nothing but an empty coffin.
Abruptly, a man jumped out at young Robin, pinning him to the ground. With an arrow, the man impaled his chest, laughter emanating from his soul.
I screamed as the Robin lie still, and the man approached me. With the light shining on his face, he was no one but Jason Todd. His skin was anew--he had just come out of the grave--and his teeth were so blindingly white. My Robin quivered with pain, and I could do nothing but lie down as the scene changed once again.
My vision was blurred with tears as I took in my surroundings. We were in the mountain where the Lazarus Pit was hidden, the birthplace of my new life.

And the death place of the précédant Avatar.