Grinning like the Joker himself, Harley Quinn mashes the button. The spiral whirs to life instantly and just as fast, both men vanish. 'Wait a second, the Boss said that this thing would make everyone watching, doll-sized.' She scourers the floor as if her eyes were dish-towels but sees nothing. Deciding to take a closer look she unplugs the machine and lets it wind down.
Not wanting to loose so much as an inch from her perfect height, Harley Quinn waits for the swirlg-gig to come to a complete stop, then she scampers over. After a few steps she hears a scream. Its tiny, the size of a bug's voice, if bug's had voices. She can neither make out the words nor exactly where they're coming from. Only that they're close.
The sound had stopped her with her foot dangling in the air.....
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