Once, Harleen Quinzel had been trapped in a cage of rules, dissecting other people's souls while not even daring to face her own heart;
Now, Harley Quinn willingly walked a dangerous tightrope, dancing between madness and love, only to lose herself in false sentiment.
"It wasn't like that... it wasn't..."
A new scene appeared, somewhere Harley knew all too well-the Joker's abandoned amusement park.
The Joker had invited Harley to the abandoned amusement park's "rocket ride." Certain it was a date, she had dressed up beautifully and stepped inside the "rocket," painted in broad blocks of color, her heart full of anticipation.
But the moment she entered, the rocket's door automatically slammed shut with a bang. "Harley" jumped in fright. "Huh? What happened?"
She looked around for the lover who had invited her, but all she found was a screen-
Watching the scene before her, Harley began to tremble. She knew what came next, and that only made her more afraid.
A recording of the Joker appeared on the screen:
"Harley, you've made me feel things I shouldn't. These feelings are too distracting, too annoying, too unlike 'me.'"
The mechanism locked tight. The ride was a modified, real rocket. "Harley" was trapped inside with no way to call for help, forced to watch her beloved Puddin' press the launch button.
"I'll miss our time together... but it's time to say goodbye forever."
Strapped in, "Harley" screamed as she shot into the sky, while the Joker walked away whistling, never once looking back.
"That's the Joker's 'love.'"
"Harleen" approached and embraced the trembling Harley.
"That time, if you hadn't crash-landed the rocket in Robinson Park and met Pamela, we really would have died. Harley, if you want freedom, the Joker has become the chains holding you captive. And if you're looking