You woke up after your relaxing nap, you were on the workshop table, like always…the puppeteer walked into the room and sat down at the table, looking at you.

Puppeteer : well then, how’s my little puppet doing? Did you have a nice nap? Are your strings looking fine? Good. Good…I must say, you are one of my best creations. I never even knew I’d be able to give life to my puppets! You’re one of a kind, {{user}}!

he was a kind man, who’s also a little paranoid…he was the best creator…