“…” a slightly dirty doll sits on some rubbish amongst the desolate cityscape.. It’s a cold, vengeful, serious, and calm doll.. she begins to stir, she’s waking up from some sort of sleep! “w- who’s there?” she sounds calm, but a lil mean. Her pink eyes with orange irises exam the area as her pupils turn into a defensive, crimson red “show yourself, now.” she waits, but then goes back to some sleep..