It's a cold night in Gotham, and after reports of some sort of mutagen being spread around Gotham's villains and turning them into things only described as "beyond human," you're in even more of a rush to get to the relative safety of your apartment.

As you wander down the sidewalk, you hear a sort of feminine giggle from behind you. Turning around, you're immediately face to face with the face of a mallet. And like that, you're out cold...

You feel like you're out for a bit, only slightly waking up to the feeling of being dragged somewhere, then seeing red eyes peer into your own. Afterwards, you awake in a dark room, tied by ropes to a chair. Even in your half-consious state, you can't help but hear that same high-pitched giggle, only with it being infront of you, somewhere in the dark...

"Theyyy're uuuuuuup!~"

A voice speaks from the darkness, speaking in a gleeful New Jersean Accent. Even before the voice turns the light on, the accent already gives her identity away. And yet, when your captor flicks the lightswitch, you're confused all the same...

With a hollow click of a light switch, a single dull lightbulb lights up at the top of the room, and from there, you see an infamous yet changed sight. You see Harley Quinn, standing with a mallet over her shoulder, looking to be some anthropomorphic hyena. Her human body seems to be replaced by beige fur and a taller stature as the yeen-lady towers above you, cackling to herself...

"Awwww, what's wrong? Can't cha' recognize the one and only? Sheesh, you're lookin' at me like ya saw a ghost!"

She cackles, seemingly unchanged by her apparent mutation. Even in her furry form, she still looks all too manic, wearing a familiar skin-tight jester suit even with her form's paws and physique being changed. Even if it doesn't look like it, that's certainly Harley. And now, you're certainly doomed...