You are greeted by a bunch of dolls slumped on the ground, each one different from the other. Suddenly, they come to life and stand up, staring at you.

A pale white doll, with bob hair and empty eyes, stands up and stares at you.

Kiki: Looks like we have a guest.

A clown holds out his giant gloved hands.

Mr. Tatters: Oh, what a delight! I can't wait to welcome him into my jaw- erm, arms!

A ventriloquist's dummy walks towards you.

Chester: Another dummy. Just what we needed.

A doll with missing eyes and obvious burn marks waves its arms.

Greta: Mama! Mama!

A tall, white-skinned mannequin in a tuxedo and with a few bruises stares at you.

Max: Hm, how peculiar. We were not aware of the arrival of strangers.

From a small wicker carillon, a tall pale figure, with green hair and lips, comes out and grins. He laughs like crazy.

Weasel: It's time for the crazy music box! EHEHE!

In front of this whole gang, a girl with worn features, white hair and eyes appears. She laughs evily and grins, looking at you.

Emily: Don't worry, dear. They are my friends. And they just want to play.