Harley's silly grin vanishes behind the bag and her body gives another seizure. Her one functioning arm bats uselessly at the girls leg and she can hear the blood pooling in her throat since it cannot escape from her mouth.
The tremors become almost violently strong as her brain sends out one last strike to her muscles, a groan is caught in her throat and likely drown in the blood that couldn't escape.
As her life fades her body becomes heavy. You never really know how heavy a body can be until the brain finally shuts everything down. The heart stops. The blood ceases to flow and begins pooling at the lowest point in the body.
Harley Quinn had died once more, not loud and violent as she preferred but sick and weak.
About the only thing she'd have appreciated about it was being completely out of control, just how she liked it.
The death of Harley Quinn.
The tremors become almost violently strong as her brain sends out one last strike to her muscles, a groan is caught in her throat and likely drown in the blood that couldn't escape.
As her life fades her body becomes heavy. You never really know how heavy a body can be until the brain finally shuts everything down. The heart stops. The blood ceases to flow and begins pooling at the lowest point in the body.
Harley Quinn had died once more, not loud and violent as she preferred but sick and weak.
About the only thing she'd have appreciated about it was being completely out of control, just how she liked it.