A cunning disguise

Harley lay back on a pile of sacking and got comfortable.

"Just a few minutes rest." she told herself, "Then I'll jump off this train as it slows down outside the city. Those cops'll never catch me."

As she was speaking, Harley's eyes were drooping, and after a few moments the gentle swaying of the carriage sent her to sleep.

A sudden jerk brought Harley back to consciousness, she opened her eyes and looked around.

"Where...?" she could feel the train rolling gently, and then come to a halt. "Aw, crud." Harley looked out of the door to see the train had stopped in Gotham Central station. She had missed her chance to jump.

Harley turned to look at the front of the train, and saw a team of a dozen police with dogs, opening the doors ahead. Harley was still a little weary from her rest and so wasn’t up for another mad naked dash, however she spotted an unoccupied mail wagon and an idea formed in her head. Harley grabbed an empty potato sack, inserted her feet into the sack, then further pulled it over her body until it was a over her head, she then tugged at the cord and the sack closed up.

She then quickly hopped over to the mail wagon and jumped onto of the pile of sacks. To the outside world she just looked like a sack of... something, blending in decently enough with the rest of the cargo. She waited with baited breath as she heard the police and dogs get closer and closer to the potato wagon, beginning to worry that the driver wouldn’t return in time. She felt one do the dogs sniffing her feet, she was caught, kuputz! Screwed! But before the dog could alert his handlers the wagon lurched forward and went off on it’s merry way.

Hooray! Those pigs had missed her! She was nearly home free! However, while Harley was wrapped up in her own victory she forgot all about how she was actually going to get out of the station until the wagon stopped. The next thing she knew she was being picked up and heaved into what felt like yet another train carriage. Before she could even clamber up, the carriage door slammed shut and Harley felt the train lurch forward as it began it’s journey out of Gotham city.