The Begenning of the Path
Good morning Harley, you finally woke up; I introduce myself, I am Dr. Harleen Frances Quinzel. I know that you are bright, you will have noticed that I am you. Let me clarify: you in Universe WQ3, a universe parallel to the one you know. I cannot yet reveal the reason for our meeting, but I can anticipate that we will begin a journey; a path that will make you a better person.
The machine you are connected to will show you episodes of your life, memories that your unconscious has buried who knows where by erasing them from your memory.
My dear Harley, it has been a while since you started living your life as a game, yet you should know that life is not a game. You have begun to eliminate from your memory every painful event, every suffering, especially physical, every drama; and that's bad.
Here is the first memory: it is the last day of hospitalization at Arkham Asylum; you are happy to be able to savor the freedom again, but the Joker comes to visit you. You vacillate: you love that man, but you perfectly know that it’s his fault that you have been locked up in that awful place for so long. The rational side of your brain has the upper hand: you tell him you don't want to have anything to do with him anymore and that he has to leave. You know that his visit is not motivated by good feelings and that he came only because he needs you for his plans. Joker obviously doesn't accept your words. He takes out a contraption of his own and tortures you with electric shocks.
After torture, the infantile part of your brain imposes itself; you are again in love with that devil and you immediately forget the harm he has just done to you.
Think about it.
STOP!
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The Birthday
In one of the most luxurious buildings of the city, James Portland, a prominent politician in Gotham, is celebrating his 50th birthday. Dozens and dozens of people flocked to suckup to that horrible but incredibly powerful man. What harm is there to killing a plethora of such nullities? You are thinking that while, dressed as a guard, you carry the giant birthday cake, in which the Joker is hidden inside. The twist actually comes out well. Joker pops out of the cake in general dismay with a bomb in his hand. The doors have been sealed and only you and he know the way out. It all seems to be going according to your plan, but as often happens you haven't come to terms with Batman. The superhero stuns your partner with a powerful kick; you try to shoot him, but before you can even aim he has already captured you with his lasso. Evidently he is in the mood to give lessons because he decides to hit you with a vehement electric shock. Your screams of pain shock those present almost more than the bomb.
Meanwhile, Joker comes to his senses and somehow manages to escape. Without you.
STOP!
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