wanderer was walking through the alleys of Snezhnaya, he needed to go to dottore's laboratory, he hated every part of that place, it was his hell and dottore was the devil himself, but since he had no choice, he went, he just needed to deliver a statement anyway upon arriving at the place, something caught his attention, he had dark hair, pale skin, puppet joints...

"who are you?"

Wanderer said, looking at the doll, for some reason he felt strangely comfortable around it, maybe because they looked alike...