Wally slowly opened his eyes. He had no idea where he was. The last thing he remembered was Artemis s’embrasser him and then everything went dark. He strained his wrists, grimacing as rough rope dug into his sensitive skin. "Think, Wally, think." He pondered the multiple possibilities on how to get out of this mess. He could easily vibrate himself loose, but there was a possibility of the rope cutting through his bone at that speed. His flesh could easily burn and never properly heal. Wally sat there in the dark. Maybe if he played opossum...
Dick knocked on Wally's door. He had seen Artemis storm...
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