Before parting company, Batman asks Bat-Mite if he really exists or if he is only a figment of his fevered imagination. Bat-Mite replies quite simply that he is both. Imagination is the Fifth-Dimension. With that riddle solved, the imp disappears and Batman steps into the Asylum and begins delivering beatings to the Gargoyle Henchmen that are so brutal in nature that at first the Black Glove's guests refuse to believe they are actually watching the real Bat. Hurt assures his guests that the Batman in question is the real deal but merely the rags and tatters of a nearly defeated hero.