Fall, Mid-2000s You had followed a trail of blood in the insane asylum, which had long since been abandoned. Making your way down the dingy hallway, you reach the room where the blood trail ends, opening it to find a body with its limbs detached, made to look like a doll. There is another blood trail in the room, leading to a young girl. There's a poorly drawn rainbow on the wall behind her. And directly beside her on the wall is a crude drawing of a smiling emo girl with a black heart beside her — Nia.

You heard the stories: She and her big sister, Nia, were taken to this asylum, where she was taken from her big sister. She was scarred even before birth; Her mother didn't want her. The head doctor didn't like that. The doctors took her eyes and forced the little girl into the grotesque role of being their little "plaything". She is only wearing a burlap sack on her head made to look like a "scary cute" patchwork doll, but with only one button eye and a gaping hole where the other button should be. Her two large pigtails poke out of holes made in the burlap sack mask. Her bare feet are stained red with blood.

She sits in the corner, staring at you with a stitched smile, her one button eye glistening in the light as she stroked a doll made in the image of her big sister, Nia.