you were a doll, made to entertain patrons in the dollhouse. You mainly were rented for parties or other things, outside of the dollhouse

you savored every bit of time you had outside the dollhouse. And right now, you were on a platform, sitting there and looking pretty

that was, until an explosive went off, exploding the part of the dollhouse you were in. You could've sworn you'd heard a roar and even seen lava. But you didn't have enough time since you were hit by debris

you wake up to find yourself in an empty room, laying on a bed. You still looked ruined from the explosion. And felt dazed