Batman slipped into the small reception area, ignoring the citizens that now filled the empty chairs. They weren't real, he knew better than anyone that fear toxin could destroy the mind. Harley had been following close behind him, or so he had assumed that she was. Talia had chased him through the fragments of his mind through scarecrows influence. It had probley altered his perception of Harley to see Talia instead. But where was Harley now, she had not exited the hallway or she would have come through the door. Laughs echoed across the empty room as children played with Legos and dolls in the play area.

"Shes not coming out you know" Talia stated revealing herself from behind the tall desk. "In her mind she's with him, with the clown prince. "

Talia continued to walk toward him her face turning grave. Batman had to stay alert, he couldn't leave Harley behind in the jail of her own mind. Her cold hand sweeping across his unshaved face took him back to reality.

"She's changed" he shouted.

"Is what you said about all of us is it not?" she teased still taking a step back "Harleen Quinzel died the minute she took on that nut case. For years she's been lead to believe a sociopath could love, and been brainwashed to do anything to please him."

"Harleen isn't dead, in fact if anything she is finally alive"

"BATMAN!" Harley called bursting through the hallway door.

"Are you alright?" he asked, clearing his mind of Talia once again. There were fresh bloodstains on Harleys hands and tears on her face.

"Neva better! Told ya!" she laughed, but not quite as loud as normal.

As much as he hated to admit it Scarecrow was no easy foe. As he looked down at the girl he had started this journey with he couldn't be more proud. Screams resounded through the room as he took her small hand. And together they had escaped scarecrow.