‘This is Vicky Vale with Gotham Tonight. We have just received DVD message from the Queen of Crime, Harley Quinn, which we have been asked to play to you all at six o’clock tonight …’
The broadcast cuts away to a dark room with the Jokers old thrown in the middle with a dirty cloth behind the thrown, Harley Quinn was sitting in the chair.
‘Evening folks Quinn here.’ She smiled at the camera, ‘now a few of you might have noticed that people have been disappearing; men, women, children. Some of you might have even been wondering where they are.’
She got up from the thrown and the camera followed her to the left of the chair to a big dirty sheet.
‘Well let me shed some light on that matter.’ She pulled away the sheet.
At least twenty men, women and children huddled together in the corner of the room with men wearing clown masks aiming guns at them.
‘Don’t worry Gotham, they’re all safe … for now.’ Quinn moved back into the centre of the view, ‘and I’m more than happy to return them back to their families safe and sound.’
She started to pace slowly.
‘But I need you to do something for me,’ she looked at the camera. ‘Bring me the Joker and I’ll let these nice people go … don’t and I’ll kill them all, one by one, and put it on the internet.’
She turned to look at the camera completely, holding a gun in her left hand.
‘You have thirteen days Gotham … don’t let me down.’
She shot out the lenses of the camera and everything went black
