Donna was engrossed in some book when a crash made her jump out of her seat. It didn't take long for herself and Angie to find a stranger passed out on their living room floor. Likely due to the hallucinations induced by the garden just outside her house.. Feeling a twinge of anxiety they dragged the glass coated body to the couch and laid them there. The window could be fixed easily enough, later.

It was a couple hours before Donna noticed them stir, glancing over she let Angie do the talking. "Who are you?! Why were you in the garden!" The doll questioned in an almost giddy sort of way, the dollmaker herself sitting maybe six feet away with her book.