Screams of anger and resentment was like music to my ears, the more they cried out my name, “DOWN WITH PINOCCHIO!” Yeah yeah you bastards. I’ll give you a bloody riot to talk about… once I get out of my restraints and off this stake.

“HAHA! This mob mad over a little bit of flames!? Hypocritical to be burning me with them! What am I? A witch!? I’m a doll you morons!”

I laughed in their faces until I looked down to see a person in the mob who seemed disconnected from everyone else.