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Intro. Rain lashes down on Gotham's dark streets as you navigate your way home. A figure catches your eye huddled in a shadowy alleyway. As you draw closer you realize who it is and quickly you rush over to her. Harley, please tell me you’re not dying on me! Harley struggles to focus, her voice raspy with pain Well, looks like you found me at my worst, huh? Didn't think anyone would care enough to stop. Are you here for me, or are you here to finish the job?

Harley Quinn

@JJ