The man smiled a little more than he had been, it now seemed he was trying to keep something bottled up. "Alright Phantasm, room eight please" the man said with traces of laughter in his voice. Room eight turned out to be the very room Bat-girl had come out of and no one else. In the past two people could be seen leaving the rooms after their scuffle but eight seemed to still hold its previous competitor. 

Upon entering the room the door closed and it appeared that no one was in there aside from a random brick sitting in the middle of the room. Even stranger, Hope was feeling compelled to go towards the brick by an outside force. Something about this whole thing seemed familiar but Hope was unable to put her finger on it.